I know it's hard to believe (based on recent posts), but I am still knitting! I have proof! Here's a stunningly bad picture of my little Orenburg shawl:
I have some traffic knitting too that I'm not going to show because it's dead boring. I decided to see if I had the patience to knit a skirt. I'm using an old cone of Softball cotton I got off Ebay years ago that's just been marinating in my stash. It's got just a tiny bit of lycra in it, and it's making a really nice fabric. But it's on size 2 needles. In stockinette. Look up in the dictionary and you'll see a picture of it under "boring knitting." However, I did knit several inches the other day while I was reading Old Man's War by John Scalzi. It's great knitting for when you're reading. Absolutely nothing to think about -- just put your hands on autopilot and read. You can check to see if you've dropped a stitch when you have to stop to turn a page. And so far, I'm loving the book.
And because I just really needed another excuse to knit lace: The Amazing Lace KAL.
I've decided to do the Oregon Shawl, because it looks dead easy. So it should go quickly, or as quickly as something that starts out on 160 sts, continues to 648 sts in the first full round, and increases from there. Heh. Lots of stitches, EASY patterns though. I'm doing it in Zephyr, because that's what I had on hand.
In other news:
Look what I pulled out today:
My trusty old Cannondale bike. It's about 13 years old or so now, but still going strong. I upgraded a bunch of stuff on it a while back, in my bicycle maintenance/repair phase. I had to take the locking pedals off after my knee surgery. Not because they hurt, but because I became a total wimp, and worried constantly about falling over and/or hurting my knee again. I don't cinch the toe clips tight, so I can always just pull my feet out of them.
The old bike hasn't seen a lot of use the past few years. But when I was riding regularly it carried me on two BRAGs (Bicycle Ride Across Georgia) and two century (100 miles) rides and countless other locals rides. I was never fast, but I could push the pedals for a loooonng time.
But the legs now? Noodles. Limp, weak little noodles. I did 5 easy miles this morning, and I could really feel how hard my legs were having to work. And when you haven't ridden in a while, you feel it on your ass too. Big time. But I figure if I start slow and take my time, I'll eventually do better. Kinda like knitting lace, really. Well, kinda.
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