Sunday, November 7, 2010

practicing "not- walking"

What did I used to do? Before mountain bike racing, I used to do something, didn't I? It can't all have been housecleaning and cooking and working. The dogs are telling me I used to scratch them, pet them on their fuzzy bellies, walk them, feed them, for hours and hours ... but I think they're exaggerating. Especially about the hours and hours part.  I can walk a bit, but it really doesn't help anything heal faster.

I did used to make cool glass things, and since the shed's not too cold yet to sit there to work with glass and my schedule is pretty open these days, I had to go play again. In order to do this I had to wait until I could bend my knee enough to sit and work, so it's only been possible for the past couple of weeks. But I love colour, fire, burning myself with jumpy bits of hot glass and listening to my ipod while I watch glowing glass melt and flow.

After a few days of just making round beads to remind myself how, I started to get fancier.