Anna Be.

Image via Wikipedia I visit my endocrinologist every three months. I got through all the labs (I have one vein that's gone pro from all the sticking), have my vitals updated and talk with the Doc about adjusting my wellness program. I almost always approach these visits with great shame because I haven't lost weight (except that one awesome time I had lost weight!) This morning I almost skipped it, so frustrated with thinking I've done all the right things and have no results to show for it. Let this serve as a reminder that no matter how discouraged I get, my doctor always sets me back in the right frame of mind. Today I unloaded on him about how I want to be an athlete! but this body is trying to kill me and it won't respond to anything. wah wah wah desperation HELP!!!! But like a miracle, he always has another trick up his sleeve. Or a few tricks. Weight training -- he wants me building muscle up to 5 days a week. Hells yeah! I love weight training! I though...

Image via Wikipedia Last Fall was full of family worry and stress because my Grammaw was sick and then dying. Boy, what a way to start a post! The point is I put off applying to graduate school because it was just too much. And every time I've thought of it since the first of the year, my head just goes back to those worrisome months. It was a hurdle for me to get over to just be willing to think of applying, and the first step was checking the application deadline for Summer. Once I did that yesterday, I started to feel the excitement again! Today I looked back over the course catalog and these are the classes I'm most excited about: Economics of Information Development of Libraries, Publishing and Communication Serial Publications Special Collections Preservation Rare Books Publishing Yeah! I could work in a museum library or something! Like at the McNay ! I love going to the library at the McNay .

So I decided on Thursday that a new kitten would cheer me out of this week-long funk I've been in. It wasn't a monumental decision because we have three cats and are always on the verge of getting a new one. Oh, it didn't hurt that I went to Adoption Basics class this week and had a lot of time to think about babies and the absence of my babies and the absence of anything sweet and tiny to cuddle. Also, there was the whole mess of Solaris the Cat being dead and then undead last week. That got me started even thinking about a new cat for real. Nick and I meant to meet at the Humane Society after work yesterday, but then I had a brain storm. We had just been to this bookstore we love called Nine Lives Books . It is a used bookstore (plus) and cat sanctuary (double plus plus). I called them to inquire about kitties. I know there are scores of perfectly lovable grown cats out there and I wish we could have them all, but I worry too much about them disrupting our purr-to-...

Image via Wikipedia I don't even know if I can call what I've done "running". For the few minutes I do it, it must look like a slow-motion version of someone who actually runs very slowly. Regardless. I can really see the future when it's more something I do than something I wish I could do. And I'm committed to getting there, however humiliating the interim is. I may have mentioned I started a meetup.com group for beginner runners. We meet every Saturday, which I expect to keep me committed. The tough thing is that no one I the group so far is quite as "beginner" as I am. At yesterday's meetup, I was so embarassed about my inability. I just don't want people to think I'm lazy or dumb. BUT! Yes, I know I have to tackle that fear on my own, and likely most people don't stop worrying about themselves long enough to judge me. It will just be an emotional process of adjustment for me, and I look forward to that as much as the ph...