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I've realised, a tad belatedly, there are still some things that may need a little bit of Sorting Out with my travel arrangements; should be okay, though, really.
Meanwhile, I was just looking at my small camera bag. I don't currently use it much; my backpack fits all my lenses etc much better.
Camera bag is also one I'm reluctant to use while travelling, as it looks like a bag for quality cameras and is therefore perhaps more thief bait.
THEN I had the idea that maybe I should take it as a thief DECOY.
And THEN I had an even better idea, which is that I should have a decoy WALLET - only, just to exact my vengeance upon any pickpockets (I'm not going to any countries that aren't thoroughly socialised, so they have no excuse), I should, clearly, have a decoy wallet which I have inscribed inside with arcane symbols and daubed with a smear of paint that looks like dried blood and, I don't know, a feather tucked in the money bits.
A wallet that, if stolen, when you open it up implies YOU ARE NOW CURSED AND YOU WILL BE EATEN BY A DEMON, basically. See if I can get some sulphur powder to rub in the seams.
I don't know what it is about travelling that makes us suddenly think that our pockets will get easier to pick. Maybe it's just that pickpocketing is a sort of Known Crime that's not so expected, where I come from.
My wallet tends to live jammed in a fairly deep pocket, so I've always assumed I'd feel it if someone tried to nick it, but no-one's ever tried. (I know, because I've never *felt* someone try, and I've also never lost my wallet to a pickpocket.)
Oh, well. The wallet I'll be carrying overseas won't have much that matters tremendously in it anyway.
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So, I went to the gym today. I, a fat fat fattie female, went to the gym. Alone.
And it was an awesome, positive, incredibly rewarding experience.
Everyone I spoke to was really nice, including the personal trainer who came along to do an induction round with me - she listened when I explained my injury and mobility issues, and worked out what I could do that would help to build up the muscles I need to work on. She was really encouraging getting me through sets with a given exercise, and extremely encouraging when she had me on the cross-trainer, encouraging me to keep going - but only up to a point.
The cross-trainer turns out to be perfect for me, because it's a good cardiovascular exercise that doesn't actually strain my semi-functional leg joints too much. The trainer was very encouraging as I was on it, saying that a lot of people struggle with the co-ordination of it and to keep going more than thirty seconds, but I was doing really really well...
... but she stopped me at five minutes, because overdoing it is also very bad.
She also complimented me on clearly knowing what I was doing with some of the machines - she was busy with some other women when I arrived, and she saw me doing some things, and said I was doing them perfectly.
Mind you, this includes leg presses, where I was in the position that if I did them carefully and right they'd be really helpful, and if I did them at all wrong they would wreck my knee hideously. My bad knee can not take inappropriate strain right now.
The effects of long-term injury can be very apparent at the gym, like when your left arm breezes through sitting row pulls with 20kg weights and your right arm can just barely manage to do the exact same thing with 2.5kg.
But I feel really, really good. The satisfying feeling of having used my muscles, got my blood pumping, breathed hard enough to really open up my lungs - it's great.
The thing to remember, next time, is to have a snack slightly earlier than I did, because I got to the end of my workout and was starting to feel like hell, and it was getting rapidly worse, and I suddenly realised oh bollocks low blood sugar and had to stagger to the locker room, find the snack in my bag, and eat it past the feeling of acute nausea. (Then I was fine.)
My body shall work again!
... ahahaha, this is hilarious: I'd taken a pair of Skechers runners I have to work out in, but found them uncomfortable and switched back to the shoes I think of as my walking boots.
Apparently, these are technically supposed to be cross trainers.
I GUESS THEY'RE FINE FOR THE GYM THEN, especially since, at the moment, my regular-footwear boots are my waterproof hiking boots I got for the UK. I was planning to take them on my trip, they can be my shoes if I stop at gyms in Britain.
Conclusion re: dog sledding: I can handle it just fine, I think, as it turns out.
Win.
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So, I've been substantially improving the functionality of the gallery page for my website, and this includes having set up RSS functionality. You can now get RSS feeds for each album, which I haven't set up syndication for, but I have for one that syndicates *all* photos I post (as opposed to the selection I tend to post to my journal).
Dreamwidth: ![[syndicated profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/feed.png) sami_photos_feed
LiveJournal: ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-syndicated.gif) sami_photos
Pictures on my gallery can now also be rated, commented upon, and sent as eCards. (That last one being primarily for my benefit, so I can send my holiday photos as electronic postcards to people.)
The rest of the functionality I've added is pretty much back-end stuff for my own convenience.
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