Worked-up over a workout.

Nearly every time I turn on my Garmin, I get wind and gale warnings. It’s either a glitch or reflective of how windy Victoria is. When the warning flashed on my screen for the umpteenth time, it was for real. This morning’s commute was a blustery one, and when I returned home, I got on my road bike for a lap around one of the fake islands of Watopia.

I’ve been slacking on my training plan. I’ve been too occupied ghostbusting with a vacuum cleaner in Luigi’s Mansion 3, shopping for an actual vacuum cleaner, shopping for a calendar, cutting fabric into tiny squares, and other things I might mention later. I wasn’t feeling it this evening, but as one of the prompts in tonight’s workout said:

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Happy National Hangover Day!

January 1st and I’ve already achieved my New Year’s resolution. One of them, anyway:

I didn’t need to summon Bill Murray via phone after all. I watched a YouTube video (powering though the irritating formatting of the auto-generated captions) in which the creator talked about how old sewing machines stop functioning because they don’t like sitting around unused. So, I opened up my machine again and determined which moving parts caused the zig zagging motion. It took about 10 Q-Tips doused in isopropyl alcohol, a few milliliters of sewing machine oil, and manually moving the parts to work the fresh lubrication into the crevices to get the needle zig zagging again.

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