Seasonal glitching

[hawkwing_lb]

My autumnal suicidal ideations have arrived. You know, one year, I'd really like to get through a full six months without having to run doublechecks on my cognitive processes, kthnx.

I seem to have contracted a combination of fatigue and fail in the last week. Running has gone poorly, climbing has gone poorly (although I did scrape up to the last move of a slippy 6A yesterday), I have anxiety and find it hard to get a good rhythm of breathing going when exercising or attempting to self-hypnotise into calmness.

Oh, and I went to the physio with the pain in my shoulder, and, well. No easy answers. I'm just too tense. I need to do more stretches to improve my flexibility, take hotter showers, and try to relax.

I find that last pretty hard. You may not have noticed.

Right now, I'd like to relax with a caper show with explosions (Hustle is a good caper show, but it lacks explosions, and I'm all out of M:I), which I don't have, or a good book I haven't read before. I have several books I haven't read before, but they all portend disappointment, either in terms of not being pretty enough, or giving me the wrong kind of kick in the gut.

I'm just made of whinge and want tonight, aren't? Good thing it passes.

Comments

[atheilen.livejournal.com]

I'm sorry, Liz.

It will get better; it always does, but it's tiresome, no?

And I can't help in the good book department, but there are 7500 words of crap just waiting for you in your inbox. :p

[hawkwing-lb.livejournal.com]

Ah, it could always be worse. :)

[clarentine]

Everything passes. Sometimes knowing that helps. Sometimes, it just makes me more distant.

Must be the weather. *g*

[hawkwing-lb.livejournal.com]

Now is the autumn of our discontent, made glorious by the summer sun... :)