《Charlotte Powers: Diary of a Would-Be Superhero》xx48.11.14 / 06:43 / Monday
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xx48.11.14 / 10:05 / Still Monday
Feeling surprisingly good this morning, especially considering how out of it I was yesterday. I don't even remember writing most of Sunday's entry. I thought I wrote something on Saturday, actually, but apparently not, unless I accidentally deleted it in a haze of exhaustion and headache-nausea. Maybe I just forgot to save, except Opal should've timed-out and auto-saved if that had happened. (Except not, apparently, because I just checked the settings and I don't have auto-save turned on. Well, 'auto-cutoff' it calls it in a typically unuseful way—I love my Opal, I really do, but there are things about it that drive me utterly batty. Anyway, auto-save or auto-cutoff or whatever it is, it's turned on now!)
(Actually just had another little look at the options and now I'm not so sure that 'auto-cutoff' is what I wanted, because there's something called 'time-delimited backup' which wasn't turned on but now is ... kind of want Daniel right now, he's always so useful in this kind of situation, he'd just like fiddle with my Opal for two seconds and then say 'There you go, stupid, all better'. Is it weird to really miss something that drove you MAD at the time?)
Anyway! Today's a new day and I'm definitely feeling good. I actually woke up before the sun came up and had a really good run all around the back fields here, the school is right up against the hills, they're pretty interesting actually, lots of little gullies and mini-valleys formed by erosion, I think they lead all the way to the forest where I 'arrived' here. Maybe I'll take a longer run tomorrow.
Oh, yes, I think I've figured out what my problem has been, with ... what to call it ... physical expenditure of energy? Maybe something like that, anyway, I'm too used to just going all-out from a standing start, with super-agility and super-strength you can do that without even worrying about things like pulled muscles and overexerting yourself. I read some stuff on the local nets this morning about exercise and 'best practice' about running and other physical stuff and it really made sense. I have to pace myself. I can't just run like I used to, I have to warm up first, and I have to remember that I'm NOT going to be able to go as fast as I used to. If I'm powerless then I have to get used to that, and I have to figure out how to best use this normal body of mine. I got Opal to time me this morning, after I'd warmed up, and I can run a hundred metres in just over twelve seconds. I checked and that's pretty good for a normal person—a non-powered person, I mean. I should check the gym here too, there might be something for measuring strength. Maybe weights? I never did anything like that, all of my training was practical, I mean what's the point of lifting weights when ACTUALLY what you're aiming for is 'taking down bad guys as efficiently as possible'? What I mean is, am I REALLY going to encounter a situation in which lifting a hundred kilos over my head is going to HELP me? Although with that said 'lifting heavy things' IS kind of a useful thing to be able to do, and when I had super-strength I actually COULD lift a hundred kilo chunk of Virtual Fallen Building over my head without too much trouble—but I'm getting away from my point. Um. Hold on a moment while I read back and try to figure out what my point was.
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Oh, right, getting used to not having powers. I think I've adjusted pretty well, considering everything. I haven't freaked out, I haven't gone insane, I haven't just curled into a ball and cried (well, not MUCH anyway). I've gotten on with things and I'm making the best of a bad situation.
Anyway, I think maybe I'll do some more exercise now. I've got energy to spare today!
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