weighty matters

[dichroic]

Today I explained the term “Charlie Fox” to two Taiwanese coworkers. I am an international bad influence! Go me.

Today I also did another weight workout. I do not seem to be sore yet – last Friday it hit me almost right away. I’ll see what happens tomorrow, but I don’t think it will be as bad. Guess I should use more weight next time. Not that I *want* to be very sore. But if I’m not, I do have some room to use at least a bit more weight without kiling myself. Also, I know I went too low on the deadlift weight – I’m still not entirely confident of my form in those. Next time I’ll use 20 lbs more, because I should at the very least match what I know I can squat for the same number of reps.

Worth celebrating: as of today my parents have been married for 46 years. Good example.

Annnnd, in a dazzling display of obliviousness…. today I am wearing new trousers I bought while in the US. (These, if you care.) It took me until just now – 18:05, to be precise, the end of a full workday – to realize they have front pockets. They are on-seam and are so carefully sewn closed that I didn’t see they were there until I noticed an odd extra bit of fabric, down inside, at the front of both hips. Hi, my name is Dichroic, and I am baffled by my own clothing…
(But happy to have more pockets! They do have back ones, which also needed to be carefully unstitched or slit but were at least obvious.)

Mirrored from Dichroic Reflections.