I’m in the final stretch of the marathon, the last straightaway of the 400 meter dash, the last push toward the wall in the 1500 meter freestyle.
Except I’m knitting, not doing any sort of actual physical sport. (I am breaking a sweat, however. But that’s more due to the fact that we don’t have air conditioning and I have a big wool sweater on my lap than any great athletic exertion.)
It’s funny, I zoomed through the body of the sweater, which was the biggest part of the project- all that stockinette and all those eyelets. It was fun, easy, uncomplicated. But now that I’m doing the sleeves, it feels a bit like pulling teeth. I don’t know why, it’s just plain old knitting in the round with a handful of decrease rows. Nothing difficult.
It took me two whole days to finish the right sleeve! Two days! Hopefully it won’t take me two more to finish the left.
And now, here I am procrastinating on my sleeve by writing this post (which was only supposed to be about three sentences long).
Enough faffing around. I’d better buckle down and finish up. The closing ceremony is on Sunday, after all!
How are your Olympics going?
And have you watched any synchronized swimming?! It’s amazing!