shanmonster | Brother, Can You Spare a Lung?

Remember that pike pole spin I couldn't do yesterday? I was able to do it today with one little hint from a different teacher. It's not pretty, but pretty will come with practice. Callouses on the inside edge of my biceps will also come, hopefully before the skin tears itself off. I thought metal-working was hard on the skin. Pole dancing is more so! Well, maybe I won't get chemical burns, cracked hands, and critically dry epidermis from pole spinning, but I didn't get friction burns on my inner thighs, wrists, knees, and inner arms from soldering and sanding. Yeowch!

I got looking at my workout routine from a year ago, and I've been seriously slacking. It really showed when I went to put on a pair of shorts I wore last summer and couldn't get the zipper up without some serious gut-sucking. Of course, I wasn't drinking any beer last summer, either. Uh oh....

Although I get far more exercise than the average person, I'm still out of shape! Must get back into fine fettle. Must!

But first, I must get my lungs working properly. It's hard to exercise when exercise makes it far more difficult to breathe. Stupid vicious circles. Boo.

The lungs were working fine all day after my dentist attack, but when I put my rotary fan on the desk so that it was blowing at my face, it seems to have brought the asthma back. I wonder why that is? It's blowing at my feet, now, but the damage has already been done. So I guess it's off to the hospital I go in the morning. Good thing I have a good book to read....