Eye of the Tiger
Jan. 28th, 2022 10:14 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
anna_wingNew Year on Tuesday, and the Tiger will be upon us. Hopefully it will be better than last year, or at least not worse.
Back at work, after nearly two months in the motherland. A few days in a hotel, and then home isolation for a week. The cats were somewhat suspicious, but didn't flee on sight, so presumably some vague recollection of me lingered in their little brains. Lap-cat arrived on my solar plexus as soon as I had had a shower and installed myself on the sofa, and Bus-stop cat allowed me to stroke him that night, once he was in the basket with Lap-cat (nights are still cool, though the hot season also approaches). Scaredy-Cat presented his bottom at breakfast the next day, to have his backside scratched, so all is mostly normal now.
Nesting season is beginning, so the birdlife is very active. The indefatigable koels are calling all day (starting well before dawn), and somewhat more pleasantly, so are the magpie-robins and the Greater Coucals. The cats insist on spending more time in the garden...
It is strawberry season, so hopefully there will be some available for freezing this year. The Thai variety is delicious. THe local one is nice too, but not so sweet, and travels very poorly, and is increasingly being supplanted by the Thai, at least for eating. It is still used for jam.
Seven weeks of breakfast, lunch, tea and dinner with a very large number of people gained me 3 kg, ugh. The only reason it wasn't more was the almost daily dance lessons. Though this time the sifu and I were concentrating on salon tango, which is basically Pilates to music, given the vast amount of detailed muscle control needed. So a lot of important postural correction, but not a lot of aerobic exertion. Still, it's manageable. I've already lost a kilo in the last week of quarantine just from returning to something like my usual regime. The rest will go in the next couple of weeks now that I'm home and can exercise properly.
Back at work, after nearly two months in the motherland. A few days in a hotel, and then home isolation for a week. The cats were somewhat suspicious, but didn't flee on sight, so presumably some vague recollection of me lingered in their little brains. Lap-cat arrived on my solar plexus as soon as I had had a shower and installed myself on the sofa, and Bus-stop cat allowed me to stroke him that night, once he was in the basket with Lap-cat (nights are still cool, though the hot season also approaches). Scaredy-Cat presented his bottom at breakfast the next day, to have his backside scratched, so all is mostly normal now.
Nesting season is beginning, so the birdlife is very active. The indefatigable koels are calling all day (starting well before dawn), and somewhat more pleasantly, so are the magpie-robins and the Greater Coucals. The cats insist on spending more time in the garden...
It is strawberry season, so hopefully there will be some available for freezing this year. The Thai variety is delicious. THe local one is nice too, but not so sweet, and travels very poorly, and is increasingly being supplanted by the Thai, at least for eating. It is still used for jam.
Seven weeks of breakfast, lunch, tea and dinner with a very large number of people gained me 3 kg, ugh. The only reason it wasn't more was the almost daily dance lessons. Though this time the sifu and I were concentrating on salon tango, which is basically Pilates to music, given the vast amount of detailed muscle control needed. So a lot of important postural correction, but not a lot of aerobic exertion. Still, it's manageable. I've already lost a kilo in the last week of quarantine just from returning to something like my usual regime. The rest will go in the next couple of weeks now that I'm home and can exercise properly.
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Date: 2022-01-28 12:11 pm (UTC)