Slow Progress

Have you ever looked at all the joggers pounding along the pavement in your neighborhood? Not just brushed your gaze by in notice that someone was there, but really looked at the person laboring so industriously up the hill. The runner joyfully prancing sideways down the street hands on his hips, head thrown back like a cheerleader ready to leap? The cheerful chatting pair moving steadily along the path on their outing or the herd from the high school cross country cross country team with their moans but steady pace as they chase each other up yet another set of stairs on the mountain side?

I see them all, for my street curves along the mountain side. Stretching from the old Heidelberg Cemetery all the way to Rohrbach, it parallels the main road down the hill two blocks but has little traffic. The ascents and descents seem to stretch on forever when you are toiling up or pain your knees when you ricochet down and around the curve, pounding that lost energy back into your body. Some seem so joyful, pleased to be out while others either are in pain or in hate with the whole concept of exercise by the looks on their faces.

Along time ago – let us say about 25 years ago (oh, is that scary) I did a lot of jogging. Miles and miles, some during the week and mostly with friends on weekends when we would jog 10, 20, 42 km Volksmarches, sometimes several on a weekend. It was fun. We laughed, joked and had a great time. It wasn’t work or pain. We did it to go places and jog in small towns around our area of Germany. The longest ones took ~ 4 hours if we were slow, toodleling along, dodging walkers, strollers and pups.

Anymore, I don’t run. Jog occasionally when I have to get somewhere in a hurry, but mostly walk fast. Watching all those who do not seem to be having a good time and wondering why they are doing it to themselves. There are other ways to stay fit, and what is the joy in pain?


I like the decorative vertical tiles. The toilet tank has been boxed and tiled and the shower footing enclosed. I am seeing progress.



I want to start the firebird – Soltice Slip from STR. But first I have to finish Florenz and the Drops. Three things on the needles is enough. Right?




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About Holly

fiber person - knitter, spinner, weaver who spent 33 years being a military officer to fund the above. And home. And family. Sewing and quilting projects are also in the stash. After living again in Heidelberg after retiring (finally) from the U.S. Army May 2011, we moved to the US ~ Dec 2015. Something about being over 65 and access to health care. It also might have had to do with finding a buyer for our house. Allegedly this will provide me a home base in the same country as our four adult children, all of whom I adore, so that I can drive them totally insane. Considerations of time to knit down the stash…(right, and if you believe that…) and spin and .... There is now actually enough time to do a bit of consulting, editing. Even more amazing - we have only one household again. As long as everyone understands that I still, 40 years into our marriage, don't do kitchens or bathrooms. For that matter, not being a golden retriever, I don't do slippers or newspapers either. I don’t miss either the military or full-time clinical practice. Limiting my public health/travel med/consulting and lecturing to “when I feel like it” has let me happily spend my pension cruising, stash enhancing (oops), arguing with the DH about where we are going to travel next and book buying. Life is good!
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2 Responses to Slow Progress

  1. amanda j says:

    Ah, you are so disciplined. Lucky you knit so fast it won’t be long until you get to cast something else on!

    Your bathroom is looking absolutely fabulous.

    As for running, I never got it!

  2. Pat says:

    3 things hasn’t been quite enough for me lately…I love the colors of your Kauni!

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