Heavy Lifting

I’m still here, although I have yet to find much time for sewing. 

Now that G has been given the all-clear, I decided that is well past time that I started whipping myself back in shape.  And so I have been at the gym every day the past week (or at the physical therapists — I am not yet up to gym and PT in one day).  6 days and 9 hours of exercise later I can definitely say that I am more exhausted than I can imagine, but I also have less back pain,  and less sciatica.  Yeah for me.  I also think my pants are a little looser in the waist, but I think that is more due to wishful thinking than any actual visible benefit of exercise at this point, unless I am just too tired to lift my fork to my mouth.

Going to the post office on the way home from the gym has also been a challenge this week as the September fashion magazines are rolling in:

The vogue is so heavy I have to have it flat on a table to look through it.  To think I had hopes of reading it on the exercise bicycle.  Ha.  I would have to use both hands just to hold it and would have to stop and put it down to turn a page — not good for exercise. 

So my progress through these wish books is slow.  That is good, because I think I also need to take my sewing slowly, with a plan.  I need to sew what I am going to wear now, not what I hope to wear later in the fall, so that leaves plenty of time for perusing the mags and dreaming.

But what is that plan?  I have no idea.  I only know I am sick of the few clothes I have been wearing and am ready to dress again.  But in what?  I’ll let you know if I ever figure it out, because at this point I don’t even have energy to figure out what clothes I have much less what I might need. 

As to these magazines, I am still working my way through the 4 buckets of mail I picked up from the post office after I returned from a trip of a mere week’s duration.  I don’t think I have ever gotten that much mail in a week in my life….and at this point I only hope that I get caught up before I go away again.