Wednesday, August 5, 2009

Hapkido

I won a month's worth of free instruction at Rain Day at the American Judo-Hapkido institute. Earlier today I went in for my first appointment and lesson. We didn't do much but I can already tell that I worked some muscles!

Ladies - Let me tell you, if just this first lesson, where I am learning the basics that are used over and over again are any indication . . . You have to sign up just for the workout your thighs get! That's where I feel the most. It's not really painful or anything I can just feel it, if that makes any sense.

(Not to exclude the men there but you have to admit it's women who more often complain about their thighs!)

I'm very much looking forward to my next lesson and continuing with this. The staff I've met so far are wonderful and it seems to be a really supporting environment.

Stay tuned for more on my journey into hapkido.

Friday, July 3, 2009

Just to get it out there

I'm writing a book. There now it's out there. I think it makes me committed to doing it. My massive amount of followers (ha, ha) are going to be wondering . . . where is this book? Although no one will know. Should it get published it will be under a pseudonym, for my own protection. No, I'm not even going to give you a clue what it is about. I will say should anyone who knows me well read it they will likely recognize it.

Of course that means I need to get back to it. I haven't worked on it in a little while.

Tuesday, January 6, 2009

Odd reaction at the bookstore

So, I've been sick recently and I work at home so after I ran some much needed errands I stopped at the bookstore. I needed to be out of the house. I LOVE going to the bookstore, even when I can't buy anything, like now. I'll spend all sorts of time just browsing and looking at books. I was having a wonderful time when I came across a little display. It was a love themed display for Valentine's Day. I nearly threw up, literally. You know that feeling in your stomach you get when you're about to throw up? I had that. As soon as I looked away it was gone and I didn't look back.

What does that mean? Do I no longer believe in love? Have I given up on it? Does love sicken me?

I don't think it was the commercialism of it because it wasn't a huge display or badly done. It was just a small table with books relating to love in some way and a sign. And really there's definitely a lot more stuff that's way over commercialized to be sick about.

Ugh, I'm feeling sick again just thinking about it. So I'm going to stop before dinner decorates my computer.

Soooo, how 'bout those Steelers?!