Hard Ware Porn
Another trip to town, another bizarre set of circumstances. First, every single person here drives on the wrong side of the road. Not a little over the imaginary line, not in the center, but completely in the wrong lane. Then they are ‘surprised’ when people are coming in the opposite direction.
We stopped at the hardware store for lubricant–for the treadmill! You have dirty minds : ) The dude who works there caught my attention because he was ignoring us- hard. This store has a staff that is all over you to help, so he piqued my curiosity. As J wandered the aisles, hoping to miraculously discover this can of spray, I was feigning nonchalance and trying to see what the dude was up to. I was sure he was studying some important SKU# for an order or something. PORN!! He was totally looking at porn on the store computer in the middle of the evening rush. I saw hot ladies, naked ladies, piles of ladies!!
I’ve progressed in running again, finally getting used to only running in the sandals. The legs have to learn to move differently, use alternate muscles and take a pounding while avoiding sharp things. I did a four mile run–the longest one in months–and I can still walk. Now it’s about time for something to break.
Running is informing my esoteric practices as well. My breathing pattern has changed. I can relax into a better run, into a deeper effort without struggle and calm myself into sleep with deep belly breathing–the pot-shaped breathing of Asian martial arts. I have had to relearn this lesson repeatedly, how helpful proper breathing is. My posture continues to improve and I’m getting some unusual strength from Holding Up Heaven practice.
We’ve added a balancing posture to the overhead static pose. It is the red energy pose, arms rounded and down and held slightly away from the body, shoulders relaxed.
In the world of freelancing, this has been a great week. I work for Demand Studios (hated content compilers, referred to by “real” writers as the McDonald’s of the Internet, but they pay me money to write, so those people can shut up). I’ve increased my quotas daily and I’m meeting them, making quite a bit more money.
Of course, my partner immediately began to make less. But he is working the websites, doing all the behind the scenes work I am ecstatic to never have to see. Some of his efforts are a part of launching a new exercise site where we will feature our product reviews, training logs, tips and links–all in one convenient location.
I’ve been compiling stories for a soon-to-be-launched dating site for several months. The launch date kept being set back due to technical issues. Now I’m waiting for an important meeting to come next week. Suddenly the boss emailed to say stop all work, so I’m a little concerned that this is about to be bad news, trying to find ways to spin it as good news in my head. And my fellow-writer-in-crime is AWOL due to a move, so I cannot even panic all over him for relief. Endless hours of work and I may be left holding the bag. But, in the meantime, extra time off!
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