Alright, I can't be going crazy with opening champagne yet but ... maybe this day earns me at least one cold cider, eh?
Yesterday, I went to my hot yoga class over in Edwardsville and suffered like you wouldn't believe! I don't get it -- Monday was my first class back in like forever and I didn't struggle nearly as much as I struggled in yesterday's class. The minute I walked in the door I was hot, hot, hot. I had to take a resting pose for at least half of the class (I would try to do the first set of a movement but then usually couldn't follow through with the second set). After the class ended, I went to my friend Peggy's house (she lives close to the yoga studio) and we did a fabulous five mile-ish walk in the trails enjoying the fabulously warm day we had yesterday (and it is easier to exercise, of course, when you are doing it with a friend and talking the whole time!). But by the time I got home in the afternoon, I had a bunch of errands to take care of, a dinner to pull together, and I basically did very little on the dissertation front.
But today has been the opposite! I did take a break in the mid-afternoon while I took Stella to the dog park but other than that -- work, work, work. I think I was on a role. I managed to thread all the sections together (there is still one rough-ish spot I think) and redo an introduction and conclusion to the chapter. Do I think it is the greatest thing that I have ever written? No -- but it does feel "good" so maybe that is enough to make it work (I keep thinking that everyone keeps telling me that a done dissertation = good dissertation). And I can't quite describe it, but there is this tingling of a feeling that maybe I will, indeed, finish this whole thing!