Stuff and Things
Jan. 12th, 2003 04:35 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
inulroThere was a goth night above the Hatchet in Bristol last night - a proper tradgoth/ deathrock/ post punk affair, too. I really meant to go and distribute some VBB CDs. But predictably I felt like death warmed up and didn't make it. It's just as well I was too tired to post to LJ last night or it would have been long, self-indulgent and depressive. Especially as I didn't feel well enough to do anything constructive at home either. Ho hum. One of these days I'll make it out of the house for something social.
I do feel marginally more human today, so went out and purchased an exercise bike. Yes, I know there are people contracted to off me if I ever stoop to that, but the only one who I'm still in contact with is recovering from nasty neurosurgery at the moment.
But seriously, I'm tired of being flabby and out of shape. I'm not fat, I'm just - well, the end result of being an aging stick insect that the years are catching up on. Now, exercise itself is problematic for people with ME/CFS, which is why a gym is out of the question - it's unlikely I'll ever be able to ride the damn thing for more than 10 minutes at a time which makes paying for a gym an even bigger waste of money. Ditto with leaving the house to cycle, walk or run - I never know if I'll run out of strength halfway through whatever I'm doing. So an exercise bike it is. Plus, I always need more places to leave laundry to dry.
I did read an interesting book this week and have some more music nerd thoughts, but those deserve separate posts if I get around to it.
I do feel marginally more human today, so went out and purchased an exercise bike. Yes, I know there are people contracted to off me if I ever stoop to that, but the only one who I'm still in contact with is recovering from nasty neurosurgery at the moment.
But seriously, I'm tired of being flabby and out of shape. I'm not fat, I'm just - well, the end result of being an aging stick insect that the years are catching up on. Now, exercise itself is problematic for people with ME/CFS, which is why a gym is out of the question - it's unlikely I'll ever be able to ride the damn thing for more than 10 minutes at a time which makes paying for a gym an even bigger waste of money. Ditto with leaving the house to cycle, walk or run - I never know if I'll run out of strength halfway through whatever I'm doing. So an exercise bike it is. Plus, I always need more places to leave laundry to dry.
I did read an interesting book this week and have some more music nerd thoughts, but those deserve separate posts if I get around to it.
