basically nothing to say. That said, my typing continues to improve.
The other day I attempted, with mild success, to takenotes on my phone
in a meeting. It was more of a presentation and fairly content-sparse
which made things a bit easier. Things keeping me from typing faster:
a) sometimes I miss a tap, so the wrong numbers of mashes are
registered, defeating the correction mechanism. I also somettimes mash
out of order with my left and write thumbs, with the same effect. B)
straying off of the keypad itself. I end up with random return
characters or compound, incorrected mashes when I miss the space. I
think I'll get better at those eventually.
Life events: it was Christines last day of work today, a tearful,
bittersweet event.
Next week is the clam race. I'm excited and a little scared. Don't
want to embarrass myself with the folks watching. Still debating
whether to mention my concussion to them. I hate making them worry
about me. I can hear my mom's worried-but-biting-her-tongue sigh as I
type this.
For the last three days I've done the exact same two hour ride for my
training. Same route. Same time train to the start point. Same random
girl on the train I swear I either knew from college or highschool but
don't talk to. Its been comforting slipping into a routine like that.
I can let my mind wander. I can compare how yesterday felt versus
today. I can fine-tune my calorie intake. It also helps that each
successive day's interval was easier than the last. It also gave me a
chance to fall back into a groove with my compliant-but-whippy Ti
litespeed and enjoy that bike more, rather than curse its lack of
responsiveness.
Okay. One more stop. Then home. Then, shortly, bed. Then up at 6:45
like I've been all week to go riding again. Cheers.
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