I'm toying with leaving my hair natural for my mother, just so she can see it in person--she's been waiting more than a decade for it. And then I bleach it. But I don't want to interview with my hair dark--I don't want anyone to be surprised.

Don't want to interview so soon anyway. I don't want to work earlier than mid September. But two recruiters have mentioned two kinda neat companies so far. Though one is in Burbank...that mitigates things.

Didn't make it to Deb's reading. Physical therapy just about ended, and my head is tired. Almost typed turd. Maybe they are getting me down.

I need to go research the timing of the track and field. Now I know why my father can visit me in August. He's waiting until after we've done battle on that particular venue. Should I have a complex from a life playing second fiddle to buff strangers? Which reminds me I really wish I had the energy to hit the gym. PT showed me that I am a waif compared to, you know, me.

I SO need a haircut, but at the moment Kirsten would be WAY too expensive.

Though one is in Burbank...that mitigates things.

The upside would be that you would be closer to me. And if you were thinking about moving....cheaper places are cropping up around here.

OK, I am 12. There doing more swimming, and they just referred to somebody as "possibly the greatest breaststroker of all times." I snickered.

Can I whine? I need to whine. Over stupid shit, not relevant important stuff. My bras are too big. Makes the girls hurt and my back itch. Pants are too big and look like shit, nevermind the whole walk-out-of-them issue. And yet, I have a skirt from previous weight I can't get into. STUPID.

I hate shopping. Even with shoppers I adore. And I don't trust that this weight-loss will last, despite it being all sane and sensible (I didn't DO anything on purpose. Just got really picky about food. But somehow, I am 25 lbs down. Which puts me at what I was in 2000, where I was good with that.)

I've been watching some old gymnastics clips on youtube, and I realized that, in the older clips, you couldn't hear all the thumps on the landings and such. They must have some really sensitive mics there now -- there was one pommel horse routine where I could hear his legs brushing against the side of the horse, and every landing now sounds huge.

Also, when did they change the uneven parallel bars? If you look at Nadia Comaneci's bar routine from 1976 [link] , the bars were much closer together than they are now.

Go SARA! I'd love to be your personal shopper!

I'm terrible about bras that fit. Mine are all vaguely baggy. Not hugely bad, but not great. And I get measured Every Time I Go and the sizes range from 36B to 38DD (at VS, where I think they are idiots).

Feh.

They changed it, Hil, after the 88 Olympics. Up until that point, the lower level compulsory routines (in those days Class II and below) still had some elements where you did a beat on the lower while holding onto the top bar. I think the compulsory routines after that didn't have that element. But I can't remember and I had stopped training by then.

The optional routines, though, even then, had women doing Giants, so the spread was wide. I can remember between 84 and 88 when Giants became a Big Thing people did and we learned them on a single high bar (not with the men's bar, which is much narrower, but with the regular women's bar). I HATED them.

But then I'd get all cranky and "yes, but" with you and that'd annoy me and you.

It's really odd to be so ambivalent about losing weight that I've unhappily gained. I mean, I know I would prefer to, and am curious at where this bottoms out, but at the same time, I'm really cranky about it.

My mother posits that it is partially stress from the new job. Oh joy.