Yes, it's true - I kick ass. I was supposed to train for 15 hours and 15 minutes this week - I did 15 hours and 20 minutes, thank you very much! And that includes a 50-mile ride followed by an 8-mile run today in under 40-degree weather! Woo hoo!!!
I also met my knitting goals this week. I bought Eunny's Deep V Argyle Vest pattern and have chosen to tackle that as my Knitting Olympics project. Friday night I ordered the yarn for it from Woodland Woolworks - Jaeger Extra Fine Merino DK in cream and cupid. Cupid is - yup, you guessed it - lavendar. Honestly, I really tried to get away from purple. I really wanted to do cream and pink. But the pink they had wasn't enough of a contrast, and the woman at Woodland Woolworks, who doesn't know my history with purple, kept telling me how pretty the cupid looked with the cream. So I finally gave in. After all, I do knit for myself and purple makes me happy, so why should I try to stay away from it? Not everything I own is purple, and what I do have or have knit that is purple are different shades of purple. At least that's how I'm trying to justify it to myself. Anyway, the order is being shipped tomorrow Priority Mail, so I'm hoping to get it by Wednesday. I need to swatch and make sure my gauge is right and I have the stranding technique down before the opening ceremonies on Friday because I have a feeling it's going to take me every minute of the 16 days of the Olympics to complete this vest.
Because I've decided on the vest for the Olympics, I started the Fair Isle cardigan. I only started it this morning, so it's not very far along, but it is on the needles. Nothing exciting to report about it so far.
And the other goal was to get to the heel of my first Jaywalker. I did that and got past the heel, but then I encountered a problem: the sock is too small. Not just a little too small - the damn thing won't go over my foot, on the needles or not. I was/am heartbroken. It was turning out so great. Even my husband thought so. I will take partial responsibility for the mistake. In the excitement of starting the socks, I skipped the gauge swatch. I am typically on gauge, so I just figured it wasn't necessary. But the mistake was also caused by someone who sold me the wrong size needles. I bought Pony Pearls size 1 dpns at first. I wasn't excited about using plastic, but that was my only choice. A couple of rounds into the sock, I broke the tip of one of the needles. I went back to my LYS to hopefully find some bamboo or metal. I was told that these metal dpns that were marked as size 0 were really size 1 - different manufacturer. I said, "Are you sure?" and she said yes, and that's all it took. After all, she's the expert and I'm not. I measured them this morning, though, after taking the sock off of the needles, and whaddya know - they are size 0! Frustrating. I guess I'll have to go to another LYS tomorrow and buy some true size 1s, and maybe size 2s just in case my gauge is too tight. Please, O Sock Sister who's keeping up with my Sockapaloooza progress, don't think I'm incapable of making a sock that'll fit. I really can, I just had bad luck with this one so far. I'll crank out some Jaywalkers that'll be awesome and fit me like a dream, I promise!
And now one last thing to tell you about in this already too-long post: the secret thing I was working on last week that I couldn't tell you about until now were a pair of Mrs. Beeton's from Knitty for my mom for her birthday. She fell in love with them, so I had to do them. They're not entirely practical, and the top ruffle was a total bitch to do, but they did turn out cute. I used Rowan Kidsilk Haze and Cashsoft DK in blue. I didn't put beads on them because I thought that'd be a little much - and I was being lazy. I had a perfect picture planned in my mind - I was going to wear them and have them peeking out of my sleeves while my arms were wrapped around Hayden - but he broke the camera before I could get my husband to take that shot. Oh well. I've told my mom, who got them yesterday, to take a picture of herself wearing them and send it to me.
Off to knit and join my husband on the couch for the Superbowl. He's downstairs drinking beer and eating hotwings by himself, so he needs company.
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MMmmmmm...hotwings...
Y'know, I used to hate purple, but having you as a secret pal and doing some dyeing with you in mind and thinking of your passion for purple, I actually kind of dig it now.
Ain't no shame in lovin' the purple. ;P
My Jaywalkers are all done on 2s. Even with reducing the stitch count down like the count was upped for the larger sock, mine fit great. They're a little snug going on, not a lot of stretch, but once on, they're wonderful. My foot is a wide 7, US, so your mileage may vary. :)
Cool on you meeting your workout goals, I'm in awe.
YAY! If I were to participate in the knitting olympics, I would have picked Eunny's vest as well. Her series on steeks gave me a headache and made my eyes cross, but I get so jealous when she shows off her floats and I just think, damn it, I can do it just as well as that! Hmm, maybe I am a bit competitive...
so jealous of your ability to train. With all of the interruptions in our life right now, I feel like I'm turning into a totally shapeless lump. gotta get some cardio in today...
Good to see you again, sorry for the long lag in my visits!
So many things to say. First of all, that sweater vest is going to be incredible (she really is amazing, that Eunny), and if you get anywhere close to finishing, I'll still be totally impressed. What a rock star you are with all of your working out and what not -- you're surely tough enough to tackle the vest. And what about tackling the clerk who sold you that line about the needles? You should really be able to get a refund -- I mean, I thought the clerks at this one lys in nyc that shall remain nameless had done me wrong, but this really takes the cake. Sorry again about the camera though it helps me use my imagination! And talking to the woman from Woodland Woolworks? I never even thought about that! Rock on, purple, who cares how much.
Tag! You're it!! (But only if you feel like doing a meme, otherwise just ignore it.)
Holy crap. If I work out an hour a day I feel good. I have some serious respect for 15 hours. You rock!
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