I don’t know if I should file this under selfcare or self-harm. I didn’t take my walk yesterday. I decided I needed a day not getting dressed. I went to the store a few blocks away but that did not involve getting dressed though I did put on sandals. I wore my lounging around the house clothes. I decided that if I’m good today and take a long walk I’m absolved of sin. The only question is where I should go, Donut Walk™ or shopping trip. I can go very hardcore and do both.
I managed to record Gord’s Gold and send it in. It was touch and go there for a while because of outside noise. It is amazing how you can learn to do things without consciously knowing how you do it. My show is on hour, most weeks I play 56 minutes of music and talk for four. This week it was only 54 minutes of music, but I still made the show come out to 60 minutes. I am not watching a clock when I record. In fact, I write it out first, yet I can estimate the time to within a minute. I don’t have a method which makes me uncomfortable but I’m learning to live with it.
On Friday I’m going to see South for Winter in deepest darkest New Jersey, Morristown. When I had a car, it wasn’t that big a deal, but without one it is. I’d only do it for a favorite that I don’t see often, South for Winter easily qualifies. I had planned on going with River, but they had to work so then came what is always stressful for me, asking somebody else. Yesterday I called Brian and we made plans. No matter who I see it’s going to be for the first time in over a year. The show is at the Troubadour Acoustic Concert Series; if you live within two hours you should go.
I have been soaking in the Olympics. With the four different streams there is almost always one that I enjoy. The world might prefer gymnastics, but I’ll take whitewater canoeing, rugby 7s, volleyball, beach volleyball, water polo, triathlon, softball, and swimming. I was surprised how much I enjoyed rugby, so much better than soccer, it might be better than American football. There was a period when less than half the Olympic broadcasts were spent on events, instead they gave human interest stories and travelogues. Now it’s all action, switching from one event to the next. I took a break to listen to the first game of the Mets’ doubleheader. They lost. I didn’t watch the second game, so they won 1-0; clear cause and effect.
I just did a health check, I benefited from the day off from walking. My arthritis is quiescent; I’m not sore anywhere. Oddly the problem is not my knees but mainly my shoulders, though the hips can bother me too. What does walking have to do with my shoulders? I swing my arms as I walk. That leads to literal wear if not tear.
I’m feeling intellectually shy today. My plan was to write about something political and philosophical, but I’m having second thoughts. I am out of practice writing that kind of piece and that led to a loss of confidence. That’s what it’s about. It’s much easier to say that I switched to women’s team handball and that’s a lot better than soccer. It’s water polo on land.
Now it’s time for breakfast. It feels like a day for an omelet. I just called an audible and switched it to a peanut butter omelet.
Wise Madness 