"It's time to bring this ship into the shore, And throw away the oars, forever."
Title from Can't Fight This Feeling Anymore by REO Speedwagon.
I have started rowing lessons recently. We, by we I mean Lovely Wife and me, have been doing it for about two weeks now and I am going to come right out and admit that it might be my favorite sport I have ever participated in. It has everything I love in sports; outdoors, teamwork, the ability to be a part of something bigger than you can be on your own and pain like you have never experienced in the recovery process.
Holy crap! I am sore in places I think I forgot I had and am really relishing it. I think I posted back about nine or so months ago that I was going to try and go to the gym more since I was paying for a membership and it was going to waste more or less.
But I have been negligent in that desire and I know why now. I fucking hate gyms. I hate being cooped up in a stinky, gym smelling place while I have to watch people around me grimace and sweat or worse sit and talk about their day; dirty laundry, shopping lists, infidelity, boredom. Just shut up and work out for crying out loud. But out on the river you don't have the idiotic drone of the morning political pundits to power you through the work out. You have only the sound of slide, and the deafening swoosh as you heave your body back to power your oars through the water. This is my kind of work out.
To top it all off I got to witness the sunrise and the moonset in the same hour today. That is pretty special. I got back to my house at 7:30 am knowing that I did more in the first two hours of my day than I probably will in the last eight.
On a similar note, I really like my grammar class and can already notice a difference, more conscientious technique to my writing. Now I am looking at matching the number of my pronouns and nouns and making sure that the verb tense gives the sentence the exact feel that I want. This week we are going over adjectives and adverbs.
Last thing I will say today. I am a Mac user. Most of these posts come from my black MacBook. When I bought it I purchased the extended hoity-toity warranty and I am thankful for it today. I discovered a small crack on the top of the computer near the keyboard and I took it to the Apple store at the Providence Place Mall and the manager there, a guy named Eric Mills, was great and today at 12:20 I am going to dash my computer in for a little facelift. The point of that whole paragraph is to say that Apple beats out PCs in my book if for no other reason than their customer service help. Wow! Seriously I wish I could file a claim against both Dell and Microsoft to reclaim all the time I have spent on the phone talking to one of their "technical repair specialists."
That's it for me right now.
Here is a blog you should check out. Madame Z is one of my favorite contributers to Six Sentences and somehow I never knew she had a blog. It is fun reading if you keep up with her 6S posts.
I have started rowing lessons recently. We, by we I mean Lovely Wife and me, have been doing it for about two weeks now and I am going to come right out and admit that it might be my favorite sport I have ever participated in. It has everything I love in sports; outdoors, teamwork, the ability to be a part of something bigger than you can be on your own and pain like you have never experienced in the recovery process.
Holy crap! I am sore in places I think I forgot I had and am really relishing it. I think I posted back about nine or so months ago that I was going to try and go to the gym more since I was paying for a membership and it was going to waste more or less.
But I have been negligent in that desire and I know why now. I fucking hate gyms. I hate being cooped up in a stinky, gym smelling place while I have to watch people around me grimace and sweat or worse sit and talk about their day; dirty laundry, shopping lists, infidelity, boredom. Just shut up and work out for crying out loud. But out on the river you don't have the idiotic drone of the morning political pundits to power you through the work out. You have only the sound of slide, and the deafening swoosh as you heave your body back to power your oars through the water. This is my kind of work out.
To top it all off I got to witness the sunrise and the moonset in the same hour today. That is pretty special. I got back to my house at 7:30 am knowing that I did more in the first two hours of my day than I probably will in the last eight.
On a similar note, I really like my grammar class and can already notice a difference, more conscientious technique to my writing. Now I am looking at matching the number of my pronouns and nouns and making sure that the verb tense gives the sentence the exact feel that I want. This week we are going over adjectives and adverbs.
Last thing I will say today. I am a Mac user. Most of these posts come from my black MacBook. When I bought it I purchased the extended hoity-toity warranty and I am thankful for it today. I discovered a small crack on the top of the computer near the keyboard and I took it to the Apple store at the Providence Place Mall and the manager there, a guy named Eric Mills, was great and today at 12:20 I am going to dash my computer in for a little facelift. The point of that whole paragraph is to say that Apple beats out PCs in my book if for no other reason than their customer service help. Wow! Seriously I wish I could file a claim against both Dell and Microsoft to reclaim all the time I have spent on the phone talking to one of their "technical repair specialists."
That's it for me right now.
Here is a blog you should check out. Madame Z is one of my favorite contributers to Six Sentences and somehow I never knew she had a blog. It is fun reading if you keep up with her 6S posts.
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