My life has been mostly consumed by preparing for this great big Trailwalker event. Last weekend has been the only weekend in a while where I've not found myself trudging around somewhere, nursing sore calves and looking at OS maps. I've been racking up the miles, and I'm getting better, but I am still so terrfied by the full 100km.
But there has been knitting. I'm still working on Lindsay's much-delayed birthday present - though having seen it in progress, she approves of said gift - and have started a couple of other things.
I finally decided that it was time to join the revolution against the establishment - or something like that - and not knit sock club socks if I don't feel like it. Bearing in mind, I still want to do the top down socks, but I'm currently wary of toe-up socks, because I still can't seem to cast-off on the cuff loosely enough for my comfort.
One thing happened when I made this decision: I got all excited about knitting again. I started poring over patterns again. I looked at my queue. I cleared my queue a little. I bounced around my stash. Lace! Socks! Pullovers! Baby things! It was all fun again.
And the freedom! I pulled out a skein of yarn that I'd already had wound, a beautiful skein of Malabrigo Sock in Tiziano Red, and searched for a pattern. After finding one, I cast on.
And then decided I didn't like that pattern enough to make it with this gorgeous yarn.
So what did I do? I looked around some more.
Some things, though, are pretty inevitable.
great colour, interesting to hear about your training too, but how many are there in team geek, who will you be walking with, etc?
Posted by: Jo | May 15, 2009 at 11:37 AM