Crawling

What a change from yesterday...  Dragging myself around, work, lunch in the microwave, phone calls, and finally off to pick up the voting machine and rosters for Saturday.  We planned to go to the gym right away, but procrastinated until 8.  Twenty minutes on the elliptical machine, a dozen laps in the pool and then a nice relaxing period in the spa.  Here's Deb at the gym.

Flying

I like the feeling I get when my life is zooming.  I don't worry that  it's all going to be over too soon.  I can be inside of it, traveling at light-speed; or I can step outside and watch it go.  Sunday I was in a race, the Cap2K, swimming for 39 and a half minutes.  The 20 minutes on the inside could have been an entire day.  It seemed like the other one hundred+ swimmers were on the far shore, maybe I was off course.  I pulled faster, harder, afraid of getting tired too soon, afraid of being the last one to the dock.   After thirty minutes I started to fantasize that I might arrive before most of my friends (I didn't).  But it seemed possible.

That evening we went to the gym, and I enjoyed the feeling of trying to exercise through the exhaustion I didn't know I had.

Monday after work I went to the pool and swam.  It felt good and I knew then that I should have pushed myself a lot more in the race.  Then it was Qi Gong at Saltillo Plaza in East Austin.  Slow movements, deep breaths, and the loud "HA HA HA" for the heart.  There were tiny flies but I wouldn't let them bother me.

Tuesday after work I went to the blood bank and donated a pint of blood, O+.  I wanted to swim more, I wanted to go to the gym, but I wanted to see Debbie more, so I went to her house and drank wine and ate garlic chicken sausage and sweet potatoes and then we talked until we fell asleep.

This morning I woke up at 5 and headed back to my house to make breakfast and pasta for lunch and run some reports for the NAE.  Took a shower and put on a clean white long-sleeved cotton shirt even though it's getting too hot for long sleeves.  Dinah brought in a crockpot full of barbecue so I saved my lunch for tomorrow.  Went home for an hour and cut the grass, hanging my shirt on the handlebar of the Honda.  Afterwards I toweled off and slipped back into the sun-warmed shirt.  It was 90 and there was a ring of sweat around the waist of my pants.

Slipped away from work at 5 and headed for the gym for a Zumba glass.  Racing through traffic on the bike I didn't think I could go back to driving a car, it's been too many years.

I love dancing and I can't dance.  It's unfair.  If only I could wake up one morning and remember everything I've tried to learn.  The class is still good even if I trip over my feet every 3 steps.

After the class there was time for 20 minutes on the elliptical machine and some weights.  It kept going faster, my heartbeat went faster, the music was playing, It felt great.  A shower and off to Deb's where there was cold shrimp.

She'll be back soon and I have some reports to write for the NAS upgrade.  I really should log into the Austin job and do a few things since I took a long lunch and raced out at the stroke of five o'clock.