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67//Do you want to fall INTO the trap?!
Jul. 9th, 2018 01:55 pmStill not good at the whole getting up and being motivated thing, but I did manage to get up and have coffee with Steve this morning and that was really good.
After he left, the comfort of sleep took over on the couch, until Haley called me and asked if she could come over to apply to for jobs. She also did a phone interview while over. As usual, I felt like I couldn’t do anything but sit with her while she was here. All I managed to get done during the day was make lunch (miso soup, rice and noro) and realize I’d gotten “off” on which color was which for the shawl I’m working on. I posted a picture of my lunch to Snapchat, and Hser, one of my students, replied to it incredulously saying she “didn’t know white people eat white rice” as a thing XD at first I thought it was ridiculous, and I told her the good news is, you can eat whatever you want as an adult, rice included. She said she was very glad she’s not white because she needs rice in her life. When I was talking about it with Steve and Nick later, we discussed that rice is in Asian, Mexican, Indian and African food, but is actually NOT staple of “American” cuisine. And when I thought more about Hser’s experience, it makes sense that she doesn’t know white people who eat rice regularly, because the students who attend St. Paul schools who are white have a diet that is often made up of fast food or foods like macaroni and cheese/spaghetti and sandwiches. Families are struggling to make ends meet and guardians have busy jobs with long hours (or multiple jobs). It would be out of place to have a rice cooker or even the time to make rice on the stove - though if the average white American considered how many calories are in white rice and how much you can get for the cost, I bet many more would use it to fill their bellies.
/thought train
I fell asleep watching Eloise while waiting for Steve to get home. Eloise is a Chinese Hearthstone streamer who, lately, has been doing a lot of IRL streams, of her cleaning her terribly messy apartment, walking around Shanghai with her mom, and attending music lessons. She also gives insight into a country far more open about the ways in which it controls media, monitors its citizens, and disseminates propaganda and other information, which is really fascinating. I fell asleep to a 2-hour stream of her practicing that giant Chinese instrument with all those strings, her plucking out simple melodies but it still sounding so soothing.
Once Steve got home and I was awake, we picked up Nick and headed out. When we were on the highway I teased him about forgetting our coffee ritual, so we passed our normal exit in order to get off on a street with a Starbucks. The line wasn’t long but for some reason the drinks for the people in front of us took like 10 minutes. Steve is always concerned about time because in order for me to make it to yoga, I need to be home by 7:30, and Catrina’s closes at 8 on Mondays. Because of this, by the time we got our order, neither of us pointed out that 1. I ordered an iced drink, not hot, and 2. Steve’s Americano was supposed to have cream. Whateverrr. It was very warm out so I was disappointed at first, but I gotta be honest, the matcha drink IS better hot. So I was fine.
When we got to Level Up, Nick was telling a story as we were walking in. There has been a complete overhaul of the parking lot, and one of the concrete medians had yet to be filled with dirt/plants/rocks or whatever, and so has a 2-foot drop in-between the curbs, and Nick biffed it HARD by stepping into that pit. He tried super hard to catch himself and ended up kind of running sideways before ultimately slamming into the ground on his left side and rolling a bit. It’s weird how much more jarring it is to fall as an adult, and especially so if you fall spectacularly. He was quite embarrassed, so Steve and I talked about recent times that we fell like doofuses. After the moment had passed he mentioned that he could feel that he has scrapes on his legs, hand and arms :/ suuuuck.
Steve got me home at 7:30 on the dot, and I headed to yoga. I was surprised to see Brittany there instead of Brandi, but I guess Brandi hurt her arm and is out for a week or so. When Brittany subs for a class, she turns into a more careful teacher, which I love. She spent a good amount of time talking us through the proper form of the poses, and chaturanga, warrior 2, and extended side-angle. She always looks so impressive in chaturanga, her tiny gymnast body moving super sharp and controlled through it. In keeping my arms glued into my ribs for lowering halfway down, it is super awkward to shift to upward-facing dog because my arms get snagged on the sides of my boobs! I even was wearing TWO sports bras today and that didn’t like, push them in more or anything.
Today was the kind of day I felt strong, and even though I was super sweaty, I didn’t feel overwhelmed or overtired in the postures. She asked me to stay after to talk to her because I told her I couldn’t do the core work she suggested, because it was too painful and impossible on my back no matter how hard I pressed into the ground. We had a really good discussion after I showed her where my back curves, and where my spine hurts to be in a position. Bending my body into an L-shape, no matter how my body is oriented in space (sitting, standing, laying, upside-down) is very difficult and painful for me to hold, as a result of my Lordosis (commonly confused with swayback but is in fact basically the opposite of it). I always feel stupid and like a baby when I appear to skip the core work in class, but because the core work is almost exclusively using some part of your body in a 90* bend OR while laying on the back, I just can’t. Even showing Brittany what I mean gave me a super sore back. Chair pose is also painful and bad. And I know it shouldn’t matter but I feel judged in class too because people probably think I’m just copping out.
After yoga I went home, ate my Catrina’s and watched some Parks and Rec with Steve. It was great. When he went to bed I wasn’t tired since I’d had a nap, so I played some Hearthstone. I did terribly in constructed so I decided to tackle the first boss of the Lich King solo adventure, and that was fun.
After he left, the comfort of sleep took over on the couch, until Haley called me and asked if she could come over to apply to for jobs. She also did a phone interview while over. As usual, I felt like I couldn’t do anything but sit with her while she was here. All I managed to get done during the day was make lunch (miso soup, rice and noro) and realize I’d gotten “off” on which color was which for the shawl I’m working on. I posted a picture of my lunch to Snapchat, and Hser, one of my students, replied to it incredulously saying she “didn’t know white people eat white rice” as a thing XD at first I thought it was ridiculous, and I told her the good news is, you can eat whatever you want as an adult, rice included. She said she was very glad she’s not white because she needs rice in her life. When I was talking about it with Steve and Nick later, we discussed that rice is in Asian, Mexican, Indian and African food, but is actually NOT staple of “American” cuisine. And when I thought more about Hser’s experience, it makes sense that she doesn’t know white people who eat rice regularly, because the students who attend St. Paul schools who are white have a diet that is often made up of fast food or foods like macaroni and cheese/spaghetti and sandwiches. Families are struggling to make ends meet and guardians have busy jobs with long hours (or multiple jobs). It would be out of place to have a rice cooker or even the time to make rice on the stove - though if the average white American considered how many calories are in white rice and how much you can get for the cost, I bet many more would use it to fill their bellies.
/thought train
I fell asleep watching Eloise while waiting for Steve to get home. Eloise is a Chinese Hearthstone streamer who, lately, has been doing a lot of IRL streams, of her cleaning her terribly messy apartment, walking around Shanghai with her mom, and attending music lessons. She also gives insight into a country far more open about the ways in which it controls media, monitors its citizens, and disseminates propaganda and other information, which is really fascinating. I fell asleep to a 2-hour stream of her practicing that giant Chinese instrument with all those strings, her plucking out simple melodies but it still sounding so soothing.
Once Steve got home and I was awake, we picked up Nick and headed out. When we were on the highway I teased him about forgetting our coffee ritual, so we passed our normal exit in order to get off on a street with a Starbucks. The line wasn’t long but for some reason the drinks for the people in front of us took like 10 minutes. Steve is always concerned about time because in order for me to make it to yoga, I need to be home by 7:30, and Catrina’s closes at 8 on Mondays. Because of this, by the time we got our order, neither of us pointed out that 1. I ordered an iced drink, not hot, and 2. Steve’s Americano was supposed to have cream. Whateverrr. It was very warm out so I was disappointed at first, but I gotta be honest, the matcha drink IS better hot. So I was fine.
When we got to Level Up, Nick was telling a story as we were walking in. There has been a complete overhaul of the parking lot, and one of the concrete medians had yet to be filled with dirt/plants/rocks or whatever, and so has a 2-foot drop in-between the curbs, and Nick biffed it HARD by stepping into that pit. He tried super hard to catch himself and ended up kind of running sideways before ultimately slamming into the ground on his left side and rolling a bit. It’s weird how much more jarring it is to fall as an adult, and especially so if you fall spectacularly. He was quite embarrassed, so Steve and I talked about recent times that we fell like doofuses. After the moment had passed he mentioned that he could feel that he has scrapes on his legs, hand and arms :/ suuuuck.
Steve got me home at 7:30 on the dot, and I headed to yoga. I was surprised to see Brittany there instead of Brandi, but I guess Brandi hurt her arm and is out for a week or so. When Brittany subs for a class, she turns into a more careful teacher, which I love. She spent a good amount of time talking us through the proper form of the poses, and chaturanga, warrior 2, and extended side-angle. She always looks so impressive in chaturanga, her tiny gymnast body moving super sharp and controlled through it. In keeping my arms glued into my ribs for lowering halfway down, it is super awkward to shift to upward-facing dog because my arms get snagged on the sides of my boobs! I even was wearing TWO sports bras today and that didn’t like, push them in more or anything.
Today was the kind of day I felt strong, and even though I was super sweaty, I didn’t feel overwhelmed or overtired in the postures. She asked me to stay after to talk to her because I told her I couldn’t do the core work she suggested, because it was too painful and impossible on my back no matter how hard I pressed into the ground. We had a really good discussion after I showed her where my back curves, and where my spine hurts to be in a position. Bending my body into an L-shape, no matter how my body is oriented in space (sitting, standing, laying, upside-down) is very difficult and painful for me to hold, as a result of my Lordosis (commonly confused with swayback but is in fact basically the opposite of it). I always feel stupid and like a baby when I appear to skip the core work in class, but because the core work is almost exclusively using some part of your body in a 90* bend OR while laying on the back, I just can’t. Even showing Brittany what I mean gave me a super sore back. Chair pose is also painful and bad. And I know it shouldn’t matter but I feel judged in class too because people probably think I’m just copping out.
After yoga I went home, ate my Catrina’s and watched some Parks and Rec with Steve. It was great. When he went to bed I wasn’t tired since I’d had a nap, so I played some Hearthstone. I did terribly in constructed so I decided to tackle the first boss of the Lich King solo adventure, and that was fun.
