It seems that when you're working on two projects simultaneously, each more boring than the other, when a change suddenly crops up in one of the patterns, you get thrown into a maelstrom of incompetence.
I finally finished the stockinette portion of Ishbel and moved on to the charted lace pattern. This was all very well and good for perhaps the first eight rows and then I went stupid (I knew I should've taken that left turn at Albuquerque). So, I tinked. Then I knit another row and a half. Wondered why I had an extra stitch. Counted. Swore. Tinked again. Tossed Ishbel across the room and retrieved the snoozerific blanket. Knit three-quarters of a row. Realized I should've been purling. Opened a beer. Watched NCIS.
Lunchtime with knitting and Samurai Sudoku
Unfortunately, the same zig-zaggy approach can be more or less be applied to my weight loss attempts: lose two pounds, gain one back.
At most, I've lost 24 pounds. Currently, I'm back up ten pounds. Not at all surprisingly, I was at my lowest earlier this spring, before all the camping trips and broken toes and blown-out knees. Hopefully I can manage to get back in form, but I have serious motivational issues. I started doing a Couch-to-5K running program but had to quit after the first two weeks because that's when I tweaked my right knee (Note: 'Shorty' is way too old to get low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low). I did manage to get to the gym yesterday, so if I make it a couple more times this week, I'll consider it a success.