It's been a good week thus far...busy, but good. I like busy.
I've been keeping up with my new yoga in the mornings and power walk in the afternoon routine.
Funny thing I discovered about being over 30...your metabolism mysteriously goes MIA without warning...
I'd complain...but my emotional well-being has always been connected to my physical activity.
When I'm in 'training' for something...it seems my whole life falls into place. I eat better, I drink less, I sleep without pills... I have an overall feeling of structure and direction.
When I'm NOT in some kind of training routine...the opposite happens. For me, I guess it's true, an object in motion stays in motion...an object at rest stays at rest. I've been at rest for a while now and it causes me to sink into depression. So for the past two weeks or so I've made the concious decision to get out and start moving. The yoga relaxes me...and the walking clears my head of old thoughts and makes room for new ones (hence the recent resurgence of inspired journals...)
The best part is that as a jock...once I get moving...I'm always looking to up the bar. Soon, relaxing yoga and a power walk won't be enough...I'll be looking to get back into practicing my martial arts forms...and I'll be looking to start running again...which means...I'll have to quit smoking. I'm not going to stress about this just yet...but let's just say...I can see it coming.
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In other news...the DeSoto is coming along just fine. So fine, in fact that we've been starting to work on the '53 Kaiser out in the yard, in preparation for the day the DeSoto is actually completed...
And by 'we' I mean Moldy, really. I'm almost entirely strictly body work... While I know my shit about suspension, steering, and brakes...when it comes down to the engine compartment...I'm little more than Moldy's lovely assistant. Which is pretty much the way I planned it...not going to school for those fancy new engines...I planned to learn the old engines as I go...one part at a time... This week I've gotten up close and personal with the Kaiser's starter...and what it should NOT look like...
I also learned a neat way to test your engine for vacuum leaks by starving the carb for air...
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My activities this week have mostly been about getting those holiday cards out...two trips to wal-mart...folding and taping the pics in place, collecting and addressing over 50 envelopes and finally, writing a personal note inside each one... Who knew sending out cards was such a hassle? I suppose I could have taken the easy way out and just bought myself a pack of generics, signed them, love, Holliday and called it a day...but I'm just not like that...
The best part of all this card sending was that in the process of tracking down a couple of addresses I ended up on the PHONE with a couple of old friends. Yes, GypsyPrincess I said, THE PHONE...can you believe it? Me neither...I hate the phone...
We had three years of life to catch up on (yes, that's how long i've been on the lam) and I sucked every drop of inspiration out of each of these conversations... I am truly blessed by the people in my life...the kinds of friends who show up at random, yet pivotal times in your life...and stay with you through the long haul...whether you're on the lam or not.
I've got cards going out all over the place...one to the next door neighbor I grew up with...one to a sleep away camp boyfriend from all those years ago...some to ex-co-workers from my life behind the desk...a couple to fellow tech school survivors...and a bunch to some of you fine folks...
It's hard not to see how much love is out there...even though I often am blinded by my own bullshit.
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In other news...today is the big day...I'm flying out to Texas to see some old friends and party like a rockstar.
I think it'll be good to back up a little...back to where that first dream ended and thrust me out here without a plan... It'll help me remember who I was when I got there...what I went through to succeed...and maybe, help me figure out what I want my future to look like so that when I get back here I'll be better suited to sitting down and creating that ten year life plan...
Oh...and don't forget the partying like a rockstar part...that always helps
I've been keeping up with my new yoga in the mornings and power walk in the afternoon routine.
Funny thing I discovered about being over 30...your metabolism mysteriously goes MIA without warning...
I'd complain...but my emotional well-being has always been connected to my physical activity.
When I'm in 'training' for something...it seems my whole life falls into place. I eat better, I drink less, I sleep without pills... I have an overall feeling of structure and direction.
When I'm NOT in some kind of training routine...the opposite happens. For me, I guess it's true, an object in motion stays in motion...an object at rest stays at rest. I've been at rest for a while now and it causes me to sink into depression. So for the past two weeks or so I've made the concious decision to get out and start moving. The yoga relaxes me...and the walking clears my head of old thoughts and makes room for new ones (hence the recent resurgence of inspired journals...)
The best part is that as a jock...once I get moving...I'm always looking to up the bar. Soon, relaxing yoga and a power walk won't be enough...I'll be looking to get back into practicing my martial arts forms...and I'll be looking to start running again...which means...I'll have to quit smoking. I'm not going to stress about this just yet...but let's just say...I can see it coming.
***
In other news...the DeSoto is coming along just fine. So fine, in fact that we've been starting to work on the '53 Kaiser out in the yard, in preparation for the day the DeSoto is actually completed...
And by 'we' I mean Moldy, really. I'm almost entirely strictly body work... While I know my shit about suspension, steering, and brakes...when it comes down to the engine compartment...I'm little more than Moldy's lovely assistant. Which is pretty much the way I planned it...not going to school for those fancy new engines...I planned to learn the old engines as I go...one part at a time... This week I've gotten up close and personal with the Kaiser's starter...and what it should NOT look like...
I also learned a neat way to test your engine for vacuum leaks by starving the carb for air...
***
My activities this week have mostly been about getting those holiday cards out...two trips to wal-mart...folding and taping the pics in place, collecting and addressing over 50 envelopes and finally, writing a personal note inside each one... Who knew sending out cards was such a hassle? I suppose I could have taken the easy way out and just bought myself a pack of generics, signed them, love, Holliday and called it a day...but I'm just not like that...
The best part of all this card sending was that in the process of tracking down a couple of addresses I ended up on the PHONE with a couple of old friends. Yes, GypsyPrincess I said, THE PHONE...can you believe it? Me neither...I hate the phone...
We had three years of life to catch up on (yes, that's how long i've been on the lam) and I sucked every drop of inspiration out of each of these conversations... I am truly blessed by the people in my life...the kinds of friends who show up at random, yet pivotal times in your life...and stay with you through the long haul...whether you're on the lam or not.
I've got cards going out all over the place...one to the next door neighbor I grew up with...one to a sleep away camp boyfriend from all those years ago...some to ex-co-workers from my life behind the desk...a couple to fellow tech school survivors...and a bunch to some of you fine folks...
It's hard not to see how much love is out there...even though I often am blinded by my own bullshit.
***
In other news...today is the big day...I'm flying out to Texas to see some old friends and party like a rockstar.
I think it'll be good to back up a little...back to where that first dream ended and thrust me out here without a plan... It'll help me remember who I was when I got there...what I went through to succeed...and maybe, help me figure out what I want my future to look like so that when I get back here I'll be better suited to sitting down and creating that ten year life plan...
Oh...and don't forget the partying like a rockstar part...that always helps
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sweetdickwilly:
good point, L-rock sucks. its good your havin fun out there. 
othello:
I wouldn't call it blinded by your own bullshit so much as hesitating due to percieved incapabilities that you dont hav... OK, you're blinded by your own bullshit... 