A quick rollup of what’s going on. Had a good rest of the weekend at Foolscap, with more paneling and whatnot. Sunday I got up at 5, wrote for 90 minutes, led a 60 minute walk at 7, had breakfast with Mark Ferrari, wrote for another 30, got packed out to blaze back to Portland, then ran the auction for an hour before hitting the road. I needed to spend some quality time with the_child. Once she went home, last night was catch-up and early bedtime.
Hands down, the weirdest moment of the convention was talking to (the other) Karen Anderson and discovering that she had covered my high school graduation for the local paper in Meridian, CT. (jtdiii, are you reading this? He and I went to Choate together.)
I overslept this morning, not cracking out of bed til 4:30, so I abandoned my plan for a long walk and did 30 minutes on the stationary bike. I weighed in at a new low of 229.0, which shocked me, coming immediately after the crap eating that always goes along with a convention weekend. That puts me down 65 pounds for the year from when I first started tracking in February, and probably more like 70 if I’d begun the numbers in January. Well down into “what I weighed in college” territory.
Short week here at Nuevo Rancho Lake, since I’m lighting out for FenCon at the crack of early on Thursday. I’ll be logging my two hours per day on Tourbillon through the convention, if I humanly can. I’ve not really tried writing straight through convention weekends before. It’s been an interesting experience. I’ll blog later about the differences (for me) of early morning writing versus my usual afternoon/evening. In the mean time, I have things to do with the_child, a very sick friend to visit in the hospital, the Day Jobbe to keep up with, and some planning time with my parents to go over next year’s trip to China.
Expect continued light blogging, though as always I may get hypergraphic.