But at Least I can Pedal
It's hard not to feel sorry for yourself when you are sitting outside of the yoga joint, watching Girlfriend through the window doing her practice without you. It's hard because the hip, well, it ain't so good and all one can do without making things worse is the stationary bike or the elliptical trainer. And who likes those things? Especially when those are the only two choices. I mean, let me tell you, the stationary bike sure loses its zing when that is the only thing one can do.
So here I am, sitting in the tearoom at Yogaworks, the best yoga gig in town. HWWV is inside there taking pictures of all the kids doing their yoga and I'm typing this. I feel like I'm complaining, and I guess I am.
And I know someone will say, "but you have it good, I've had a hip replacement and I can barely walk." And then a next person will say, "barely walk? Barely walk? It would be a dream to barely walk! I can barely crawl." And then the next person will say, "hah! That'll be the day when I finally crawl again! Most of the time I just lay there."
"Yeah, but I have to lay under a volcano! One that always erupts! Right on my face!
"Volcano? You're lucky! A volcano! Just think of the beautiful sight of an erupting volcano! I have to lay on the asphalt and one of those asphalt rollers rolls over me day after day! I'm absolutely smushed!"
And so on and so on and so on and so on.
Now that I have that off my chest, I just bought 10 balls Rowan Damask and I think I shall make some sort of cover up for the beach/pool/yoga outfit (since I'm only a poser these days). I've started to write down the pattern and we'll see how it goes. The yarn is just beautiful. It looks even better when near a nice cocktail. But we all know that knitting and drinking don't go together, right? [Hah!] Which, reminds me of a funny story my friend Scout told me the other day. She told me she was talking to a close knitting friend and I guess he had a few beers. Anyway, he was knitting away and realized that he made a mistake and had to rip back a ton of his work.
And then, after he finished ripping, he discovered that he hadn't made a mistake after all, that he ripped back for nothing. That's what you get when drinking while knitting.
Off to drink and knit.




delurking to say nice yarn, but where did the pandas come from? got a gonna-be-12-yr-old panda addict's bday in 3 weeks, & those are adorable.
Yarn very gorgeous. Can't wait to see what you make with it.
Lissa, ravelry: notforkitties
Posted by: lissa | April 28, 2008 at 07:31 PM
We get them at the Japanese supermarket. They are packaged with a piece of bubble gum. I think they cost maybe two bucks.
Posted by: Wendy | April 28, 2008 at 07:50 PM
wendy-are you a picker or a thrower?
Posted by: darlene | April 28, 2008 at 08:01 PM
I am both, really, but I usually pick. If I'm using two colors, I do both. If I have a sore arm or something I'm a thrower. (Grandma taught me the throwing thing.)
I have no "real" way of knitting. As far as I know, there is no right way, as long as you get the job done.
Posted by: wendy | April 28, 2008 at 08:16 PM
Pain sucks. I am sorry you are in pain, I am in pain too, but mine is self inflicted.
I used to work with someone that whatever you said, good or bad, he either had a story about something better or worse depending on the situation. It got to the point, where we would make stuff up just to see what he would say.
Posted by: Lynae | April 29, 2008 at 05:38 AM
Love the pandas, love the yarn, love the story. I have that same "one-up friend", and I have to think, WHY in dog's name would you want people to know that you stole clothes from the salvation army drop off when you were a kid?!
Posted by: MonkeyGurrl | April 29, 2008 at 11:09 AM
i so hear you, as I sit here and sip my martini, feeling quite sorry for myself after my roller blading accident a week ago. I'll be able to knit maybe as soon as next week, but I won't be able to ride a bike or much of anything for months to come...sucks! But I know I will heal and there are many more people in way worse shape than me, who won't heal.
Hope your back is better soon. Cheers!
And the Rowan is lovely. I consoled myself with ordering a new kit for a Dale this week. ;)
Posted by: Marji | April 29, 2008 at 03:54 PM
I was a little afraid at first of what you might share....then I couldn't remember who told me that. See, drinking kills braincells.
I hope the pictures came out well! Tell him to show me some.
Posted by: scoutj | April 29, 2008 at 10:09 PM
Thank you for the info on the pandas. I like to knit sitting cross-legged & the hips sockets are starting to kill. I hope you feel better.
Posted by: lissa | May 01, 2008 at 09:21 AM
Sorry about your hip. That sounds unbelievably sucky. :(
I believe drinking and knitting do, too, mix. You just have to choose light beer. And be generally forgetful of where you left your light beer. Works for me!
Posted by: Jennie | May 01, 2008 at 04:31 PM
The last bit about Scout's friend? I did that this week. Only I wasn't drinking; I'm just naturally dippy.
Posted by: Jen in KS | June 01, 2008 at 09:26 PM
I'm late to the party but I have been doing the indoor cycling thing...and working my way through TV shows on my iPhone while I do it.
Posted by: Jen | June 27, 2008 at 01:10 PM