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May. 13th, 2010 12:02 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
feldmanTook Irene for a swing this morning, now that I'm mostly recovered from our first dance on Monday.
So far, I'm enjoying the kettlebell; the momentum and the physical calculations please me--it's like the twisted genius child of weightlifting, bowling and yoga. I'm impressed by anything that can be done in ten minutes, is fun, and seems to hit every muscle between femurs and spine.
I need Iron Man fic. Recommendations?
Bellydance is off the table for this summer, as we've decided to reboot our whole lifestyle by relocating. Which I'm still coming to terms with as not 'a possibility' but a looming definity. This will require taking a great portion of our current infrastructure and daily logistics, throwing them out the window, and building anew. It requires sacrificing some current benefits, and introducing a shitload of chaos into the system. The status quo is exceedingly fragile, likely unteneble in the long term, and taking this chance gives us greater stability and more opportunities for being in a better place five years down the road.
I always thought we could make it work in this state, that we could scramble the resources and rise to the top. And we have persevered despite often sketchy employment over the last three years. But at a certain point it's not just that the job openings are scarce, but that the market itself takes a hit due to brain drain and loss of investment. The economy sucks everywhere, but the rustbelt is in the grip of a decades-long process that isn't going to turn around when recovery comes. We've scrambled for years now and we're treading water--it's time to rethink.
And yes, I'm rationalizing and reassuring myself that this is not a boneheaded idea, but a necessary widening of scope. Possibly both.
So far, I'm enjoying the kettlebell; the momentum and the physical calculations please me--it's like the twisted genius child of weightlifting, bowling and yoga. I'm impressed by anything that can be done in ten minutes, is fun, and seems to hit every muscle between femurs and spine.
I need Iron Man fic. Recommendations?
Bellydance is off the table for this summer, as we've decided to reboot our whole lifestyle by relocating. Which I'm still coming to terms with as not 'a possibility' but a looming definity. This will require taking a great portion of our current infrastructure and daily logistics, throwing them out the window, and building anew. It requires sacrificing some current benefits, and introducing a shitload of chaos into the system. The status quo is exceedingly fragile, likely unteneble in the long term, and taking this chance gives us greater stability and more opportunities for being in a better place five years down the road.
I always thought we could make it work in this state, that we could scramble the resources and rise to the top. And we have persevered despite often sketchy employment over the last three years. But at a certain point it's not just that the job openings are scarce, but that the market itself takes a hit due to brain drain and loss of investment. The economy sucks everywhere, but the rustbelt is in the grip of a decades-long process that isn't going to turn around when recovery comes. We've scrambled for years now and we're treading water--it's time to rethink.
And yes, I'm rationalizing and reassuring myself that this is not a boneheaded idea, but a necessary widening of scope. Possibly both.
