The trick is to keep breathing
Well all the time ya spend trying to get back what's been took from ya, more is going out the door. After a while you just have to try to get a tourniquet on it.
Lately, I'm not the only one
I say, never trust anyone
Periodic song influences in life...
Well all the time ya spend trying to get back what's been took from ya, more is going out the door. After a while you just have to try to get a tourniquet on it.
During my normal drive to work, I pass by a fenced park, that is about a block in size. The main feature of this park is a large mango tree, which is centered on the block. Under the tree is a lawn.
This morning as I drove past the park, one addition to the scene occurred. The tree still shaded the square park and it's green wire fence. An early mist softened the air. The morning sun, softly lit things through the light cloud layer. The addition: perched atop the fence, in a row, were 4 ducks. Standing there, on the fence, all facing the street.
Alas, I had no camera take a picture of this, but in some respects, it's better that I didn't.
Shake, shake shake, Senora
Shake your body line
Work, work, work, Senora
Work it all the time
When I arrived at the pool tonight to swim, all the lanes were filled. So I determined that I would need to share a lane, and set about identifying which of the several single-swimmer lanes to ask.
After scoping things out (in all my near-sighted wonderness) I went up to a gentleman as he stopped on the wall, and the following conversation ensured....
Labels: swimming
I am just back from a meet this weekend in Clearwater. Overall, things went well. My main goal for things was just to get a status on where I am and to start getting used to racing again--which I think happened. I was not really looking to try to race too hard, and in the case of the 400 IM, I was checking if I could finish it (my fly is in mid-revamping at the moment).
The result? Well, I was able to come back well in all my races, particularly the 2 backstrokes, where I came back on people in the back half (and even-split-ed the 100 to boot). I continue to be perplexed that I went out faster in my 500 than in my 200 free; but I am also just happy that I was under 2:00 in the 200 free and sub-55 in the 100 free.
In any case, times from the weekend:
Labels: swimming
A large portion of my January was spent reading these four books by Russian author Sergey Lukyanenko.
I had read the first book (Night Watch) a few months ago, but decide to re-read it when I finished my previous book just before the holidays (and figuring that I would get the remaining 3 books in the series for Christmas).
My getting three sequels (Day Watch, Twilight Watch, and Last Watch) almost ran afoul of the Kindle I also got; but instead I now have the 3 books running afoul of using my Kindle.
In any case, if you are looking for a good, semi-fantasy book series, I recommend these. And now I go to read... something else (I've not quite figured out what just yet).
The precious moments are all lost to the tide
They're swept away, nothing is as it seems
The feeling of belonging to your dreams
The past weekend went rather well. Highlighting it were two things:
1. I made it to the Fort Lauderdale Museum of Art to see a Norman Rockwell exhibit there. The exhibit is in its second-to-last weekend, but wasn't too crowded (thankfully). Among the items in the exhibit were many of his paintings--including No Swimming [pictured at right] as well as Lincoln for the Defense--and a wall with the 300+ covers Rockwell did for the Saturday Evening Post.
2. A field trip to Fuddruckers.
I had been under the impression that all the Fuddruckers within driving distance of where I live had closed. However this is not the case. There were two locations that have closed: one less than a mile from my condo closed just before I moved to Lauderdale; and the next nearest location (about a 10 miles away) closed about a year-and-a-half later. So for the past 2 years or so, I thought there weren't any in South Florida. However, while in Pittsburgh in January, I found out two locations are still present in Miami-Dade County. And after a semi-indirect trip to it (taking about 2 hours), my friend and I found the closer one in Pembroke Pines (it took about 30 minutes to get back from it).
So all-in-all a good weekend. The weather was even nice: sunny and not cold.
Another day, just believe