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Yesterday after work I met up with Laney at Pacific Place to see the new, reimagined
The Wedding Banquet. With a few minor details of imperfection, it otherwise rather exceeded both our expectations.
I've been riding my bike to work every day I've gone to work now since Tuesday last week—I only didn't on Friday because that was the day Shobhit and I went to the Tulip Festival. This helped yesterday in particular, as the showtime was an early one, at 4:15. I left work at 4:00 and got there at about 4:17.
When the movie was over, Laney wanted to take the bus home, which I would have done with her under normal circumstances—but, I had my bike. A rather amusing thing happened, though: I had first gone down to the Pacific Place garage to pick up my bike (where, quite strangely, my bike was
the single one locked up at the bike racks—I have never seen that before, as usually there are several), giving her a head start in walking the block and a half over to the bus stop on Pike Street at the Convention Center. Pine and Pike are one-way streets in opposite directions that far west, so I need to ride over to Pike in order to ride the protected bike path up the hill to Melrose Avenue. By the time I reached Pike, I saw Laney at the bus stop, just as she was standing up for the approaching bus. I hollered, "Laney!" and waved.
Even traveling uphill, amusingly, I kept ahead of that bus until I was about a block from Broadway on Pine, where the bus stop Laney gets off at is. The bus had just pulled ahead of me on Pine, and the time it took for people to offload gave me just enough time to pull ahead and right next to Laney, walking on the sidewalk again. It kind of cracked us both up.
Laney stopped and waited for me as I was stopped at the red light there at Broadway. I snapped
a photo of her in the few seconds we were waiting.
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Also in the few seconds I had before my light turned green so I could ride the last six blocks back home, I mentioned to Laney that I have my pinched nerve pain in my arm again—this is the very thing I had a physical therapy appointment last summer for, and which I was told was a known issue with people hunched over their phones all the time. He did not think it was due to anything related to my bike riding, as I had suspected, and he gave me five different stretching exercises to do to keep my vertebrae from compressing in the way that apparently causes this—and I have kept up the stretches pretty religiously every other day ever since. I do the stretches on the off days whe I do not do the three sets of push-ups and three types of planks I do every other day.
The thing is, I am suspicious of it being connected to my bike riding again, because I only just started riding again last week. My physical therapist seemed to think the stretching would prevent the nerve pain going forward, but, here we are. Based on past experience, the pain will be even worse next week—right in the middle of my Birth Week, how fantastic. The very same thing happened to me last year. But, here's my one shred of hope I still have: perhaps the consistent stretching will at least mitigate the cycle of nerve pain down my right arm this time? Time will tell, I guess.
Anyway, I rode the rest of the way home, at the delicious veggie burger Shobhit had prepared for me for dinner, wrote my review, and then Shobhit and I walked to Safeway. I came home and I finally updated mu budhet for the first time in a week.
Work is kind of nutso busy this week. Just the one day off last Friday really compounded that yesterday, and I have a lot of shit to take care of before my Birth Week vacation next week. The week after, when I return, probably won't be super great on that front. Oh well! I'm taking my vacation and I am going to have a great time!
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[posted 12:32pm]
