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Entry the Six Hundred and Twentieth04 April 2004 Intensity "Thank heavens for PAs, eh?" I asked him. "Yes," he gulped out between breaths, still panting from a barely faded, intense orgasm. We followed up dinner with another session of sex, reversing roles this time. Knowing more about each other's bodies, the foreplay was not as long, but was just as intense. He pulled me down on top of him and I felt his back arch under me as I chewed on chest, arms and side. As I entered him he gasped at me and I stopped just inside. Small, exploratory thrusts followed as he grew accustomed to my presence. I bent down to grasp his shoulders kissing him on the neck, nibbling on his ears and recently-shorn head as the tempo of our movements grew faster. I finished first, then held him to me, gently continuing to thrust as I jerked him off between the two of us. His back arched, pushing me deeper inside as he shook through wave after wave of a PA-enhanced orgasm. There really is no way to describe how intense it can be when those nerves get hit just right by your own PA. I pulled out and pulled him back to me, feeling the evidence of our activities between us, reaching a hand up to caress his cheek as his breathing gradually slowed to normal. "Happy birthday, Christopher," I whispered. Archives |
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Entry the Six Hundred and Twenty First11 April 2004 Continuity of Change Life continues. Dealt with the latest head cold this week. Had to cancel some plans, rested up when I could (sleep was elusive). When sleep finally came on Friday/Saturday it came with dreams of dinosaurs and attempted escape therefrom, but despite that it was restful, and it was very welcome. The time change wreaked havoc with my sleep patterns and per the usual it took about a week to work it through. Saw the podiatrist this week because my newly-liberated foot was giving me grief (I limped through the day on Tuesday and Wednesday). Long story short my feet are weird and because they've not been used to bending and stepping for the past two months, they grew sore and irritated from the new use. I'm in the boot for a few more days, then I get to wear athletic shoes to work. As if it weren't bad enough that the youngest person in the office refuses to wear a tie, now he shows up for work in athletic shoes. LOL! I love it. The relationship with Christopher continues to grow. We have plans for Wednesday, and I saw him some mid-week and today. New person, new stuff to work through, new schedule, etc. I'm enjoying my time with him, and I think he's enjoying it as well. We're perfectly sickening together, all sweetness and light wrapped in these two petit packages. I hope we make some people gag with it all. ;-) Richard is also recovering from the evil head cold. I had a cold sore this past week, so kissing was verboten, at least with him since he doesn't get them (and, heaven willing, never will). Was nice tonight to be healed to the point were I could kiss him freely again. Unlike my trick of earlier this afternoon, he's a very good kisser (and we won't go into details on the trick because, well, it was just bad sex). I pinned him down, took care of him, made sure he knows I do love him (and that he'll sleep well *grin*). So, ankle and cold aside, things are going well. The foot thing this week just shows that I'm going to have to be very, very careful as I get back into the groove of exercising. A mess, but better healed and knowing what's going on than trying to limp through something out on the running trail. Archives |
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Entry the Six Hundred and Twenty Second20 April 2004 Free? So I had my "last" podiatrist appointment this morning. He released me from care, no more follow-ups needed, just orders to take it easy, just practice walking for the next week, then I can go back to exercise as I feel able next week. Elliptical, bike and swimming were all discussed. No running quite yet. I'm excited, of course, but honestly I'm more scared than anything else. Yeah, I'm released, but I know the area is still delicate. I want to exercise, but I'm scared that I'll mess it up again and be stuck in rehab once more. Ugh. He was happy with the shoes I bought on Sunday from the vegan store. Good vibram soles and padding, and they were comfortable with only a moderate amount of pain, and then only when he pressed/stretched the foot pretty hard. No pain in the ankle. But walking is still something I'm getting used to. I have to think about walking normally and not like I did with the space boot, or limping as I was two weeks ago. It'll come, but the whole thing is a little draining. All of this means I have to sit down and plan out some workouts again, being careful with both the ankle and the rest of me that hasn't exercised a ton in months and months. It's going to be frustrating - my mind knows what I've already shown myself capable of doing, but the body is going to balk until I get myself back into that shape again (and surpass it). It's not going to like the tension there, but it's gotta be done. I will be back in shape, I will be running, and I will do triathlons. There's no question there, just a matter of time and how much training I have to do to get back to normal again. Archives |
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Entry the Six Hundred and Twenty Third26 April 2004 Preparations I have to admit I'm a bit nervous. The doctor cleared me to start exercise this week, and I've planned out an attack strategy that should keep me from diving in too quickly and getting burnt out too fast, but I'm still nervous. What if it's still too soon? What if I feel too sore? What if I overdo it? What if, what if, what if. As I said, I've planned out a strategy, based on a triathlon training plan, to come up from where I am, couch potato, to at least some basic level of fitness. I've looked it over, it's nice and gradual and doesn't call for huge outputs in these first two months, so everything should be fine. Heck, I even wrote the plan down in my Palm so I'm reminded of the appointments with myself and don't try to do too much (which is more of a worry than too little). So tomorrow I begin again. Heaven willing it's not a false start and is rather the beginning of coming back into my own, fitness-wise. I've been craving this for a long time, which is why I think I'm so nervous. But in the meantime my gym bag is packed, clothes are picked out and I'm ready to go. Now I just need to fall asleep on time. ;-) Archives |
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Entry the Six Hundred and Twenty Fourth29 April 2004 Allergic Exercise is going pretty well so far. Swimming went very well on Tuesday, and the elliptical trainer was fine this morning. It's felt good to get back to the renewed activity. Hopefully the bike ride planned for Saturday will go as well. Got myself allergy tested today. Long story short, I'm allergic to pretty much everything. Ha! I kid you not, when they did the "mix" test, where they inject a mix of various things just under the skin (tree mix, mold mix, dust mix, etc.) I swelled up nicely. Ugh. So I'm to continue the claritin or clarinex and see how that does. I'm also to look into minimizing the exposure to allergens. I think some filters on our air units would be a good idea, and perhaps some of the bedding things as well. Fun. And maybe, just maybe, some kitty tranquilizers so I can bathe the cats with a minimum of fuss, because of course they were one of the ones that reacted big time. Richard comes home tomorrow and I'm looking forward to seeing him. I've missed him a lot this past week. Work is work, and I'm still happy there, so nyah to the old BGA. I ordered myself a new toy for my favorite gadget, the full-size keyboard for my palm. Had one for my old palm and loved it for taking notes when out and about and sitting down somewhere. Decided I wanted to write more again, so the full size keyboard will be a useful addition. And much cheaper than the new iBook that I'd like to get when I next upgrade my computer. Archives |
