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How does the kitty-cat go? - Suffering From Elation
A Survivor's Tale
How does the kitty-cat go?
On Friday night I met Joe at Redbank station; he'd been in the area for a job interview. He had a copy of the complete Maus in the car, which I hadn't read since I was twelve (which, for the record, is too young to be reading Maus). We drove to his parents place, listened to some of their awesome stories, attempted to see the moon through a hand-held telescope (not as easy as you'd think), then crashed there for the night. The next day we went to see a sculpture exhibit on the beach at the Gold Coast, which was great fun, and got me craving some welding time again.

Which reminds me - I was going to enrol in the TAFE one-day welding course but it happened to fall during the time I'm going to be on the Ghan with mum, traversing central Australia, soooo... no welding course for me this term! D:

We headed home after lunch and Damo came over to chillax with Joe and I. We played some Brawl, then Damo and I cooked dinner and we watched my old VHS copy of Cats Don't Dance, which all three of us love. Then we introduced him to Harvey Birdman. Cawwww....

Damo rocked off home late that night. Sunday rolled around. We bummed around doing some washing in the morning, watched 'When Harry Met Sally' (Joe actually enjoyed it, best partner ever? Yes) then went to greg_merlo's barbeque and saw heaps of people we haven't seen for a while. Many awesome stories were told, mostly about people who weren't present at the time (and judging by the stories, it's a bloody good thing they weren't!) We made promises to organise our Doctor Who-a-thon very soon.

On the way home from the BBQ we dropped in on rosequoll to frolic with her kittens and check out her new baby snake and her most recent rescue, a young magpie. We also played with Rose's older magpie, Lady, watching as she ate live crickets and then giving her belly-rubs. Until that day I hadn't been aware that there was a bird in existence who'd happily lie on her back for that... consider me educated.

Joey and I both got an early night last night. This morning I woke up at six and was out of the house by six thirty, because I'm getting back into a proper fitness regime. I've been getting too jubbly and lazy. So I walked from Kenmore to Taringa this morning in an hour and ten minutes. Unless I start carrying a smaller bag (or storing my stuff at work perhaps) and wearing jogging gear, I'm not sure I'll be able to cut that time down to under an hour, but I'd like to try.

I'm also seriously considering entering a marathon in the coming year. The 10km Bridge to Brisbane marathon is almost exactly a year away, so it might be a good one to aim for. I feel as though I need some concrete goal to aim for with fitness this time; as my confidence in myself has grown, I've stopped loathing every extra pound of flesh on my body, but as a result I've found my drive to stay fit and eat well is slipping away. I don't want self-loathing to be what drives me anymore. I don't want to get fit and slim because I hate the alternative. I want a positive motivation.

I think it'd be really cool to be able to jog one kilometer in four minutes. That's what the first few women over the finish line at this year's Brisbane women's 10k marathon managed.

Right now my walk to work is roughly 6.3km, according to this awesome map tool: http://www.freemaptools.com/measure-distance.htm (Awesome map tool just showed me how to reduce my walk distance down a further 0.3km, woo! So make that 6km.)

If I manage to continue walking both ways each day, I'm already walking 12km per day. I'd like to do that - I don't have to get up much earlier in the morning, I don't get home too much later, I'm awake and motivated during the day, and I'll save about $30 per week on public transport. Plus I'll be fit again. Don't get me wrong, I'm already fitter than average - the Jenolan Caves trip showed me just how unfit the average person is in comparison - but I want to be fit enough to satisfy my own standards, and fit enough that it shows. Call me vain, but I really liked being a teensy little size eight. I'm short with naturally wide hips and big boobs; the moment I put on a pound it shows, so I like to try to keep the pounds at bay. In six weeks or so, I should be able to undo the damage I've done by being too slack on myself these past six months.

And if I begin to gently jog for parts of it, maybe I can train myself up to the speed of 1km/4min by the next Bridge to Brisbane. That's a jogging speed of 24km/hr, whew... I'm going to need a fuckload of practise, and a speedometer. It'd be helpful if I could go out someplace and jog while someone drives a car alongside so I can work out exactly what pace constitutes a jogging speed of 24km/hr. It gives me something to aim for though, and I know I do best when my competitive nature is engaged, so let's see if I can do this...

Historically I've never been able to jog for more than a kilometer at a time without dropping back to a walking pace, and alternating like that. Also my knees are dodgy, so on both counts, I should probably check in with a doctor first and make sure I'm building up to that kind of pace in a safe way.

On the upside, if I manage to do any of this, I'll be able to jog to work in 25 minutes - matching the time a bus would take to fight through traffic to get me there - which would be very handy indeed. There's even a shower here.

Enough rambling from me, you're probably all bored stiff, so I'll do the remainder of my plotting on paper... :)
9 have fought ~ fight the power!
raphstar From: raphstar Date: September 14th, 2008 11:37 pm (UTC) (Link)
T-hee! I'm not sure if you know, but Ryan and I seem to have become your "accidental stalkers". Twice now we have seen you walking about as we have driven by - once with Joe in Taringa and the other this morning crossing the road at Indro. (At least we are pretty sure that was you this morning...). We haven't resorted to beeping and hooting madly at you yet but if you do hear a horn randomly, it's probably us saying hello :)
tania From: tania Date: September 15th, 2008 02:02 am (UTC) (Link)
Yep, that'd probably have been me this morning, I passed through Indooroo on my way here. :) By all means beep and wave frantically, you shall have an amusing show of me looking around wildly in confusion. ;D
hammond From: hammond Date: September 15th, 2008 01:29 am (UTC) (Link)
Tani, you're aiming for 15km/h not 24. You just can't do maths ;) See, a much more reasonable goal.
tania From: tania Date: September 15th, 2008 02:01 am (UTC) (Link)
I really can't, can I? D: Colour me relieved. (I think that's a sort of pale blue/grey.)
master_haakon From: master_haakon Date: September 15th, 2008 10:02 am (UTC) (Link)
One of my of my workmates rides to and from work most days. He PTs to work on monday with a weeks worth of clothes etc and on a friday night does PT as well to cart it back home and to fully enjoy friday afternoon drinks. Perhaps a similar plan would reduce the amount you need to carry each day.
tania From: tania Date: September 15th, 2008 10:05 pm (UTC) (Link)
I walked with clothes for the remainder of the week today - it was quite tough, PT might be the way to go in future. We tend to have Friday drinks / celebrations / get-togethers here too so your workmate's idea is definitely applicable to my situation. :)
peterchayward From: peterchayward Date: September 15th, 2008 10:37 am (UTC) (Link)

I also spotted the dodgy maths, but someone beat me to it.

Subject - quote from the most underrated animated film of all time?? (Cats Don't Dance)
tania From: tania Date: September 15th, 2008 10:03 pm (UTC) (Link)

Re: I also spotted the dodgy maths, but someone beat me to it.

But of course! As mentioned in the entry, that's what we watched with Damo on Saturday night. Joey, Damo and I are all huge CDD fans. :D
peterchayward From: peterchayward Date: September 16th, 2008 02:27 am (UTC) (Link)

I think it's because I'm used to titles being italicised. Whoops!

Oh man, I completely missed that!
9 have fought ~ fight the power!