I biked

I got on the darn thing and rode up and down those six blocks again this evening. My knees were complaining so I only did that once – then picked up all the walnuts and ran around cleaning. I’m grateful for being able to do that.

Rochester Fiber has three new listings completed this evening and I’ve got notes for another page that I should be creating this evening, one outlining additional services. But instead I think I’m going to finish a book!

Out-Of-Kilter Central

Ten minute segments. My Sundays are broken down into short bursts of productivity, timed to be ten minutes long. When the alarm sounds, I take a moment to reflect that yes, I remained on task for those ten minutes and then immediately move onto another ten minutes of some other project. It’s not set in stone; this post may be broken into sections of writing time, but the apples were cut up for dehydrating in an un-timed section of time cause I didn’t want to be touching my phone with sticky hands. But for the most part I move rapidly on to whatever of the two projects I have going. The A project and the B project of that particular segment of the day.

That didn’t go so well when it came to riding my new bike.IMG_1696

It’s blue, and has 21 speeds and a nice seat and fat tires for riding all-terrain if I want. And yes it’s used but the cobwebs I cleaned off under the seat kinda proves it’s not been ridden for a while. Van found them on Friday at a local sale – oh yeah, he got one too. Mine has 24″ tires to his 26″. I have moved my seat up, and it rides pretty sweetly.

For the six blocks I was able to ride today. I am that out of kilter.

So I rode those six blocks three times during this day. May go out again later tonight but probably not; Van is fixing steak and I’m sipping a glass of wine right now. But now I know what I can do, bike-wise, and I’ve pounded a stick in the ground. Ground Zero. Out-Of-Kilter Central.

Down the calendar, I want to put another stake in the ground named “Going on Bike Rides with My Husband” plus I want to be strong enough to go camping with friends along a lovely part of the world, and so one day we bike this way, and then next day we bike that way. We can collect great memories along the way.

That worked really well for me when I was fighting heavy in the SCA. (these are champion fighters, btw. I wanted to share this nice intro bit but it’s down at the moment.) Having some sort of reward got me into the weights and the aerobics and the eating better, so I’ve had success with this sort of motivation system. I can do it again. Cause I gotta do something now, not tomorrow.

This neglected website is going to be turned over to returning to kilter and health (this time I mean it) and also to gratitude awareness. I want to be more aware of the aspects of my life that I am grateful for and also more consciously aware of awesome things I need to cultivate awareness of. I am still coming out of a dark place of loss and sadness and anger – this has been a horrible decade. I’d like to end it on an upswing, though. I want to reclaim the happy memories, brush off the dust and shadows. Remember them fondly as I move forward. Always forward.

I’m trying to decide what the first milestone stake is going to look like. Maybe the 5.5 mile track around the highway here in Oronoco. If I leave my front door and go in either direction so as to point my nose at the nearest bridge over highway 52, I will ride down the frontage road on the other side and back around to the other bridge and so home. That’s a good goal, right? Cause I don’t want to be out of kilter any more.


A Cantelope, Pear and Ginger walk into a smoothie machine….

smoothies are yummy

That is not the smoothie I made, that one is almost gone. So very good and good for me. I know, kinda high in sugar but I’m trying to change my eating habits for the good, and this is better than loads of sugar in my coffee. Which is sans-sugar today. Go me.

No, really, Go Me!! Taking a walk later today, after I get a project finished. I wanted a short food break though, and to take my brain somewhere other than After Effects. I do love Adobe products, very fun toys, but any time I face a new one, there is a learning curve of all the short cuts and where things are at in the controls.


Any Moment Now

Zumbro River bank


…I’ll get out of this chair. I should take a long walk and gain some steps for my fitbit log; people who have been out for the weekend will get home and surpass me – poof – as their fitbits sync. There are so many lovely places to walk right now with Spring bursting out all over. Yesterday we walked along the Zumbro River in Rochester and then downtown, checking out the restaurants with outdoor seating. We still ended up out at the new La Poblana on North 37th St. I got food so spicy that it hurt to eat but the flavors were so well balanced and developed I had to force myself to stop eating it. I brought the leftovers home and finished it later with fresh rice to absorb some of the heat (didn’t work). In between, I dyed three pots of wool, which meant carrying hot water from inside the house to speed up the process, carrying wood, lifting pots, chasing cats, hauling out more water. With the commercial dyes I was using, I had hoped that using city water wasn’t going to hurt the success but of course it did. The results are less than satisfactory on the wool but since the reasoning was mostly to do it, to do something I enjoy while getting more exercise, it’s OK. The wool was some saved from a shearing demo anyway, not good wool.

…I’ll get back to working on a client’s website. I’ve lost the paperwork in the pile of school papers and jobs I’ve applied for print-outs, and before I get to actual website work, I need to sort through these papers. Shouldn’t take long. Also I need to gather up the business cards and shove them back into their box. I had no idea I’d get so many cards so quickly! With numerous appointments this week including a new members luncheon with the chamber, I’m sure I’ll get more. But yes, first I need to drag out the file box and clean up a bit in here.



…Or I can take advantage of the clouds shading the sky, and work in the garden for a bit. The goal is to keep up with the creeping charlie and crab grass so I do lots of weeding right now.  We are also mulching heavily to help cut down on water loss. But the potatoes are getting grown in a barrel of fencing! We have great hopes for this; Van planted them at the top and the plants are growing out the sides. A bit differently than we normally would do this. Of course I took a picture of a potato plant but it won’t load, so here’a s picture of the butternut in my yard. Lovely tree and at the moment, blooming. Bees and oriels and little nuthatches love this tree in the Spring; I go out every evening and watch the sun behind it while all the little visitors make their last stop for the day.

And in reality, this post is also fulfilling one of my planned activities of the day. Last week, I was inspired by Deb Brown’s post on Goals and Accountability to examine my own actions. She wrote ” I made an agreement to share my progress, frustrations and stories with you.  If I don’t do that, it’s a slippery slope.” I’ve slipped up myself, landed at the bottom of the ravine and have struggled back to the top and let me tell you, it IS a slippery slope! Plus there are things that try to push me back down to the bottom, and brambles that snag and have to be fought through. I’m armed with a machete now and am about half-way back up. I’ll let you know when I reach the top, OK?

But first I have to get out of this chair…

Oh, this is going to be fun!



I think it was during the summer we moved into Oronoco that Van stopped at a garage sale and bought a GT Outpost all terrain bike, with a flat tire. I fixed that flat today and pedaled it around the block. I was thrilled to still remember how, and a little taken back about how fast I seemed to be going. In first gear. I suppose I’ll get used to it again.

Happily the brakes worked and I didn’t fall down since I don’t have a helmet yet. Well, I do…but they are the wrong sort. Middle-aged over-weight women shouldn’t be wearing a steel fighting helmet around town, it makes people worry. And someone will bring it up at the next town meeting I attend.

Once around the block was enough. I’ll slowly build it back up, and learn how to shift gears again while riding, put a water bottle in the holder. Get some good exercise and explore this world – oh, and give Van back the $5 he spent for it.

It’s not the kale’s fault

For the couple’a weeks I have experienced a burning in my stomach, mostly localized in the left side right by my short ribs but sometime spreading across a distinct area. And it is annoying but not stopping me from anything, and weird since I’ve really cut a lot of fat from my diet, cut down on coffee and other things that cause problems,

I was feeling pretty healthy for a change, well, I am proud of the dietary changes.

So what gives, Tummy?

I think, and this is a thought born at 70 miles per hour n the highway last night and not researched at all yet, but I think my body is just slow to adapt. And whatever glandular stew it is used to providing for a fatty meal is still being produced. Maybe.

Still is annoying.

Can you be slightly sensitive to peanuts?

I had a bag of trail mix that has a lot of peanuts in it. I just finished a handful and I can feel my throat tightening up. I’m wondering if I have a sensitivity to the peanuts or was it something else maybe something in the environment?  I’ve spent several months cleaning food out of my diet that I have trouble with and I keep noticing new reactions to things. Like this reaction is a reaction I’ve had before but I never paid much attention to it, and now I am.

Crazy! What sort of a rabbit hole am I falling down with all these food sensitivities?

I don’t feel this is more than a restriction and is in no danger of actually closing down my air, btw.

UPDATE: I have the final three of these symptoms that came on shortly after eating peanuts. More testing needed though.