aliens ate my homework


Woohoo, my copy of Aliens Ate My Homework arrived! Jeff and Maya Bohnhoff are amazing. You can check out (and hear samples from) this great collection of parodies here. "We Are The Cubs Fans" recently aired on Dr. Demento. Very cool that their son Alex is on the recording, and Kristine is on the back cover.
While you're at CDBaby, you can also listen samples from Retro Rocket Science and Manhattan Sleeps (one of my all-time favourite filk CDs).
Busy writing week...I LOVE SAYING THAT! *SO* great to be typing again, though I'm having to take lots of mini-armbreaks. Current projects: short story with Michelle, a magazine article, two articles for an educational Web site. All due by next week. I'm going to start back on my novel once the short story's finished.
Making time to run is more of a challenge, but I force myself...too easy to get into the habit of making the usual excuses otherwise ("I'm too tired" "I'm too busy" etc.). I'm trying to decide whether it's better to go running first thing in the morning or after work.
What tends to be happening these days: I start getting really tired near the end of the day, feel like taking a nap. REALLY don't feel like a workout of any kind, start justifying why I need to put it off until tomorrow. Then I realize that this is exactly when I -need- a good workout, and force myself to put on my running gear, get outside. This requires a huge amount of willpower sometimes, but I never regret it.
Went for a good run late yesterday afternoon. Gorgeous weather out, so went running in shorts and a tank top for the first time. Felt a bit self-conscious at first about my pasty-white legs and jiggling in places I probably shouldn't be jiggling but then I think, "Hey, at least I'm out here!" And then I start focusing on the run, forget about being self-conscious, slip into a sort of meditative state: I'm aware of my breathing, the rhythm of my shoes hitting the ground, the tightness in my legs that loosens up as I get into my run. I feel like I can run forever.
Once I reach that state, it's incredibly relaxing, both mentally and physically. I suppose that's what some people refer to as a "runner's high". Whatever it is, I like it.
Still out of shape compared to my pre-tendinitis days, but I'm gradually improving. The test for me is always how I feel after running up five flights of stairs beside the Skydome at the end of my run...I don't feel like throwing up and dying (not necessarily in that order) anymore, which I figure is a good thing.
(Posted by Bill Sutton in Blatherchat this morning:
"I seem to never reach that endorphin state where the rhythm and the breathing lull me into meditation. Even when I made a conscious effort to run daily - lasted for about 3 months - at the end of the three months every step and breath was still as painful and hard as the last. I reach a state where I can't think of anything but taking the next breath.
Please give generously to the endorphin-deprived.")
Getting together with Allison and Jodi tonight for an Urban Tapestry practice, in prep for our concert at Confluence in July.
Hey, and I'm also starting up my German studies again! We're staying in a castle near Vienna this September with some friends.

Sign we saw on the way home from the cottage.
Kinda scary, dontcha think?
(Added 8:58 am: I was amused by Sherman Dorn's comment in Livejournal about the photo above: "Now, the only thing missing from that picture was an advertisement for an oncology center and heart clinic, making it a single place to do all your business.")
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