The visit with Barb and Pete was really nice, makes me feel lonely for friends.
I actually went for a jog last evening! I have no idea what got into me. The last time I went running was the evening I found Heidi. Being out of shape, I didn't expect much in the way of stamina, but I surprised myself. Didn't run the complete route, of course, but I ran farther than I thought I'd be able. I wore a tank top over my jog bra (I very seldom go sleeveless) and the weather was deliciously cool. It felt wonderful. Today I'm sore, but not not too bad.
On this day in 2001, no one even pretended to work. Everyone was huddled around radios or trying to find info on the net, but of course the internet crashed. The only site I could access was the local paper, which had a single still of flames coming out of the tower. It was the only picture I got for hours. An awful occurrence, just awful. It affected everybody. Later in the day, they told us we could go home. I picked up Phoebe (didn't have Andy yet) and went over to the bro's. This is when they still lived in their old house, which wasn't the fancy-schmancy one they live in now. We spent time outside, it was a perfect day. Bro pointed out that there were no vapor trails in the sky, probably for the first time ever. A surreal and terrible day.
Anne said I need to take Missy to the vet for earmite treatment, that the vet stuff wouldn't make Missy suffer so. I'll do that Monday. There's a low-income vet near here. Missy's earmites got bad very quickly. I wonder, why her and not the others? Is her immune system compromised? I worry about the cats because their older sister was diagnosed with feline leukemia, even though these guys have been tested twice and have come up negative each time.
8:02 PM
Just came in from rollerblading. I started off too late so couldn't go very far -- I don't like being out after dark. I'd forgotten how good physical activity feels! I don't know why I fall out of my fitness routine. I seem to vary between hard-core fitness freakiness and being completely sedentary. I will say in my own defense, though, that I do a lot of walking on campus.
I think I'm going to buy a multi-vitamin from Swanson to help keep my energy up. My energy levels are roughly equivalent to those of a sloth. God, those rare times I have energy, it's so great. I feel so mentally alert.
posted by Newpeep, N.D. (neurotic depressive) @ 12:02 PM
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