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[kittydesade]

Что и кому было нужно?
1. Ваня -- новый журнал -- Ваню нужен был новый журнал.
2. Алла -- русская газета -- Алле нужна была русская газета.
3. Сергей -- стихотворение Броского -- Сергею нужно было стихотворение Броского.
4. Наташа -- деньги -- Наташе нужны были деньги. (Me too!)
5. Веня -- рассказы Бунина -- Вену нужны были рассказы Бунина.
6. Даша -- синее платье -- Даше нужно было синее платье.
7. Дима -- новая книга -- Диму нужна была новая книга.
8. Мария -- роман Толстого -- Марии нужен был роман Толстого.
9. новые студенты -- читательский билет -- Новым студентам нужен был читательский билет.
10. их преподаватели -- справка Их предователям нужна была справка.

Сегодня мне нужно много писать.
Сейчас мне нужно заниматься.
Вчера тебе нужен был новый рассказ.
Раньше ему нужна была финансовая газета.
Завтра Саму нужна будет интересная книга.



So, um. That was an object lesson in stretch before you walk. Or run, or parkour, or anything, really.

So, for the past month or so every time I went out for a walk (and it was a walk, those days) I experienced really painful shinsplints. When I never used to. I mean, it started about ten minutes into the walk and I never used to get these unless I was full-on running. So I started getting a little worried. I did some looking, found some potential causes of shinsplints, upped the protein in my diet a little and only somewhat consistently, and this morning, dumped a five minute yoga routine I'd previously dropped (due to not wanting my muscles to get too used to that exercise, I swapped it out for another) back into my routine, and went for my usual 45 minute walk.

OH LOOK. NO SHINSPLINTS. Duh, Jag. You only started dancing at age, what, six? You know this. Stretch before you exercise. God I'm dumb sometimes. And apparently old enough that I do need to warm up before I do that shit. Or out of shape enough. Or both! Well, now I know. Go Joe.

Tomorrow I start turning the park into my own personal parkour course. Mostly by making an idiot of myself jumping up and down on benches and tree stumps, but hey. Now that I actually have some idea of what I was doing wrong, this ought to be easier. And and there was guitar practice last night, and Wish You Were Here is coming along smoother, and. Um. Well, stuff and things, but damn it feels good to be able to exercise without stopping two or three times to rub the aches out of my legs.