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Aug. 25th, 2006 05:48 pm– – – – – –
I bought a digital scale yesterday, and found that I actually weigh five pounds less than I thought. This is encouraging, as is the fact that I’ve lost thirteen pounds since returning from Afghanistan (and this after the five-pound scale correction has been factored in). I have almost six weeks to tone up for the physical fitness test necessary for admission to DLI. I can almost do the two-mile run now in the prescribed time, and continue to improve … and, with 60% being the minimum passing score, I’m over 90% for sit-ups and nearly 80% for push-ups. Six weeks should be more than enough.
I’ll be calling the Russian lady this evening to schedule a time when we can meet, a get-together that got delayed by preparations for the cruise and then by the cruise itself. I told my ex-wife that I was going to tell the woman I’d been ‘dating’ that things had changed, that the basis of our tenuous relationship had been altered … and Susan advised that I think some before doing that. This is a cue I should note; I don’t doubt that Susan is serious about our own growing relationship — she’s never casual about anything that pertains to feelings — but she is equally serious that we not move more quickly than the state of things between us can support. It helps, I suppose, that I’ll be leaving for the long DLI assignment; within six weeks, my duties will impose a necessary distance between me and the Russian lady, and likewise there will be no need for Susan and me to be wary of (or withdraw from) a too-quick process of involvement.
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sroni. In the coming year and a half, I’ll be more careful about finding the proper balance between my military duties and my writing (I was more lax than I should have been about duty while I was in Afghanistan), but I’ll still try and manage three or four stories a year.
And, now that I’m back from the cruise and no longer need to have my birth certificate actually on my person, I’ll be applying for a passport. Along with getting one for my son; while I was on leave in Germany, I would have been happy to pay for his plane fare so he could be there with me, but it wasn’t possible then. Should another such opportunity arise, I want there to be no impediments.
Another day gone. More to come.
I bought a digital scale yesterday, and found that I actually weigh five pounds less than I thought. This is encouraging, as is the fact that I’ve lost thirteen pounds since returning from Afghanistan (and this after the five-pound scale correction has been factored in). I have almost six weeks to tone up for the physical fitness test necessary for admission to DLI. I can almost do the two-mile run now in the prescribed time, and continue to improve … and, with 60% being the minimum passing score, I’m over 90% for sit-ups and nearly 80% for push-ups. Six weeks should be more than enough.
I’ll be calling the Russian lady this evening to schedule a time when we can meet, a get-together that got delayed by preparations for the cruise and then by the cruise itself. I told my ex-wife that I was going to tell the woman I’d been ‘dating’ that things had changed, that the basis of our tenuous relationship had been altered … and Susan advised that I think some before doing that. This is a cue I should note; I don’t doubt that Susan is serious about our own growing relationship — she’s never casual about anything that pertains to feelings — but she is equally serious that we not move more quickly than the state of things between us can support. It helps, I suppose, that I’ll be leaving for the long DLI assignment; within six weeks, my duties will impose a necessary distance between me and the Russian lady, and likewise there will be no need for Susan and me to be wary of (or withdraw from) a too-quick process of involvement.
At WriterCon I volunteered to beta a story for one of my LJ friends, and I’m done with that. Along with exercise and packing for the move to Monterrey, I need to get serious now about working on the two stories I’m supposed to be doing in collaboration with
sroni. In the coming year and a half, I’ll be more careful about finding the proper balance between my military duties and my writing (I was more lax than I should have been about duty while I was in Afghanistan), but I’ll still try and manage three or four stories a year.And, now that I’m back from the cruise and no longer need to have my birth certificate actually on my person, I’ll be applying for a passport. Along with getting one for my son; while I was on leave in Germany, I would have been happy to pay for his plane fare so he could be there with me, but it wasn’t possible then. Should another such opportunity arise, I want there to be no impediments.
Another day gone. More to come.
