I need to get back on the exercise train. Ever since I stopped regular yoga because I hurt my back I have been feeling my age.

I've been finding myself in a bad non-exercising downward spiral. The more I am achy, the less I want to exercise. The less I exercise, the achier I get.

I was doing pretty well before the plantar fasciitis, two-month cold and the dislocated rib. I'm tired of my body falling apart in innovative and painful ways.

I've got to say the core-focused workouts that Emmett does for Krav have really had a noticeable result. Then again, he's flooded with so much testosterone and HGH right now that simply getting up from the couch would give him a six-pack.

Monday was his first kiss. Yesterday he had lots of kissing. He's enjoying it. Oh well, practice makes perfect.

We've got Matilda's yeast infection under control but it's still making her yelp and cry when she pees. It's really added a whole new layer of stress to getting dressed for school since on top of the waking her up, feeding her breakfast and getting her dressed, now we also have an elaborate peeing process (while pouring warm water over her), and lotion application and drinking of medicine. And all of these seem to cause tears and meltdowns which require additional soothing and calming to get on to the next thing.

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For the first time in 15 years of teaching, I had four students in two different classes who blatantly plagiarized this past semester so I've been struggling with that same issue. One refused to acknowledge that he had done anything wrong and so failed (and wasn't able to graduate) while the other three accepted correction and the zero grade and were still able to complete the class. I understand your reluctance to fail the student but I would also suggest that you consider the circumstances. Is this an otherwise good student who panicked? Is this a student who was consistently late in completing work and decided to make it easy on herself? Is this an inexperienced student who doesn't know how to cite? If you let her re-write the paper, is there a good chance it will be a bad paper, and you will need to fail her anyway? Have you confirmed that she is scheduled to graduate this term? Would your decision be different if she wasn't graduating? In some ways, the lack of a school policy regarding this (which in my experience is usually pretty hardline) can be a good thing because it allows you to take into account everything you know about the student and not just look at this one incident.

I was doing pretty well before the plantar fasciitis, two-month cold and the dislocated rib. I'm tired of my body falling apart in innovative and painful ways.

There was a bit in a recent Outside that claimed that the new research on plantar fasciitis is that you should walk around barefoot and do lots of stretching of your heels & feet to address it. This... doesn't seem to be helping me. But I would really like to get at least a little into barefoot/minimalist running, and I can't if my feet hurt too much.

David mentioned something last night about cartilege breaking down as you age, but there are some recent studies contradicting that. They studied a bunch of moderate runners (10-20 miles weekly) over a course of years, and found that the regular, moderate exercise actually helped their knees stay in good condition: it keeps the joints elastic and lubricated. I suspect that marathoners would have a different result, but it's enough to keep me pounding the pavement three or four times/week.

I do hope Matilda's UTI clears up. Poor kidling.

The more I am achy, the less I want to exercise. The less I exercise, the achier I get.

Oh, so much is this me.

I still look young for my age, but I expect that to flip at some point.

Retinol. Never too early, never too late. I use retinol cream on my hands and forearms, too. Oddly, while Retin-A (the prescription version) doesn't bother my face, it makes my hands itch.

Is there an academic misconduct committee at your school? At the School of Nursing I work at, the procedure is that the professor does a formal complaint of academic misconduct, and then it goes to a three person committee. The other (Arts and Sciences, Engineering) seem to leave it more in the hands of the professors, although I think there is an eventual committee. I think the formality here is that because these people are eventually licensed health care professionals, any form of cheating is seen as a potential black mark to the profession and the school does not want to graduate students who have the potential for professional misconduct.

David mentioned something last night about cartilege breaking down as you age, but there are some recent studies contradicting that. They studied a bunch of moderate runners (10-20 miles weekly) over a course of years, and found that the regular, moderate exercise actually helped their knees stay in good condition: it keeps the joints elastic and lubricated. I suspect that marathoners would have a different result, but it's enough to keep me pounding the pavement three or four times/week.

So why is my knee feeling so grindy? Just lack of use? Probably makes sense that building up the muscle supporting the joint would help.

Okay, yeah, exercise. I did okay being bossed around by Noom for a bit, but then I have not done so well since. The SO & the (rapidly healing!) Biscuit went out for a walk on the people trail today, but I slept. Boo me.

We've declared today a work day in the middle of our furlough to do pesky things like give the government money and make deposits and stuff. But all I want to do is drive the hour and a half up to the north side of town and look at makeup. Which I can't buy if I don't give the government money thus ensuring our continued organizational existence and make deposits and so forth. But still. Makeup. It comes in stores here.

My god. My work phone was redirected to my home phone, so when the networking guy called me at 6am I was screwed for the morning.

He called me and had me repeat to him the content of the ticket, and for all that...I get an email this morning where he has done jackshit (I asked for new IP addresses, and instead he gave me old IP addresses. Like, looked up IP addresses already assigned to that server and retold them to me). For something that was supposed to have been done yesterday.

I finally come into the office (not that I feel well enough to do it--I just did it anyway), and this bullshit?

God, today is going to be pissy.