Starsky & Hutch: Fanfiction: Another Stolen Life
Jul. 17th, 2026 11:13 amAuthor:
Rating: Teen and up
Summary: Starsky and Hutch are at the scene of another homicide
Pairing: Starsky/Hutch
Challenge: Praise
Word Count: 425
( Another Stolen Life )



I have been having A Bit Of A Struggle since Friday with discovering all in one go that I Am Doing Everything!!! Wrong With Lifting, courtesy of Footage.
What is actually going on, of course, is that my proprioception remains shit but/and my interoception remains really very good, and the only actual difference between lifting and Pilates is that for the latter I have accepted that The Process involves me gamely trying to do a thing, and doing it wrong for quite a while in ways that aren't an injury risk but also aren't optimal, until finally the right muscles fire and I can go OH. OH THAT'S WHAT IT'S SUPPOSED TO FEEL LIKE. and merrily reproduce that sensation via interoception forever after.
With lifting I am set up to film myself and weirdly much less twitchy about looking at myself in video than I'd expected to be, and specifically I have abruptly become Set Up To Film Myself, and what this means is that I'm sidestepping the do-it-wrong-until-it-feels-right trial-and-error mapping of interoception to What My Body Is Actual Doing and instead... getting near-immediate feedback, by dint of watching video between sets and using that to identify Limbs Not In The Right Places (&c). I'm setting myself up to consider the trial-and-error a failure because I can immediately See It's Wrong even though I can't yet feel that it's wrong, with a sense that simply being able to see it's Wrong should mean I can now do it Right, and that's... not actually how this goes.
I am... working on hauling my brain around to considering this a tool to help me speed-run doing it right, rather than A Stick With Which To Beat Myself, and I'm sure it is good psychological practice but also, right now, oof.
... except that it really is kinda cool, when it does work, to have that immediate mapping of "oh so I need it to feel like THAT--" and just Fix Things; and I am also trying to remember that the interoception is a massive asset here, given that I could perfectly well have neither.

Yesterday I cleaned all the HEPA filters in the house and ran them on full roar, wore an N95 mask when out, wore a KN95 indoors in my house during the worst of it, and still was absolutely laid out by the particulates. This smoke plume is no joke even on the east coast. Take it seriously.
Grateful to live somewhere that has so normalized masks that I lost count of how many I saw outdoors yesterday.
