Hi. Hope all of you,....(how many is that?...well, i'll just never know!),..are well. Today, I flaked going to my fave spot. This being because I felt resposibility lurking around every inch of my house,......! EEK! And so,...I gave in to being an adult for a day,....just ONE day, mind you!
But yesterday,..... was unbelievably good! The surf was rolling in endlessly, temperature was almost perfect,............i say almost perfect, because there is no perfect,...........well, there is, but,...........ANYHOW,....the sand was untouched brown sugar,...mine to frolic in! *YAY!!!!..............but, my current physique got the best of me and so,....... I frolicked on the stairs first.
Doing sets of stairs is not even a chore to me. First off, I'm where I want to be,...my most fave place. Second, its just you and the stairs,....and the surf, sand, and sun,.... No expectations but my own, and I like that. I compete well against myself. I'm a very competitive person by nature, I suppose. Mommy-hood has calmed me down some. But I work well by myself. And as soon as I know someone else is onto what I'm doing...... I move on. Meaning, "been there, done that, don't need to prove anything to you,...." And when the time is right, I go back. So, stairs,............... instead of doing the popular set by the life guard station, I found a quiet set further down. Oh how wonderful! First off,.... quiet alone time,...member? "Me, and the stairs...." And as soon as I started my set, I found that the little landings in between didn't make it easier, but rather harder and gave me more of a workout, which I needed. Well, lets just say, gidget got her butt kicked! And I only managed 5 sets!!!! Oh, that didn't make me happy at all, when knowing my best set less than 1 1/2 years ago....(has it been that long?) was 18 sets (up and down),... 14 being my average! Ay! but, it gives me something to go on,... to compete against, and just do better. And I will.
After my 5th set, I kicked off the shoes, and went running in the sand. Again, disappointment lurked nearby,...because I was stopping sooner than I wanted and what I had remembered. Again, not giving up,...I probably ran (maybe 1 1/2- 2 miles?) dunno,.................oh well. I'd be happy with one mile. Sand was superb under my feet. I was able to catch some surfing action which is always a plus! And to my delight, I watched the older guys surf which meant they really were enjoying themselves and giving everyone a great show. True soul surfing,...you could just feel it. Real lax,... moving with the waves as one,.....just awesome,...................and that's how I survive running in the sand. Somedays are better than others. And some just suck,..no not really,.............................not if I'm there,....then the day is beautiful no matter what.
Today, I had to be happy with just an hour long trek around the neighborhood. It was good. Got some good exercise and outdoor air. Put some Hawaiian Tropic on and sunblock and that just brought me back to the beach anyhow. I was sorta disappointed because I had planned to just sneak off for like, an hour and a half. But, no,..got stuff to do. Everyone does. And if I play my cards right,.... Monday is gonna be a kick a$$ beach day, so,.......................................
.....................................gidget just might find herself where she wants to be............
My weekend is busy as ever,......................crew is all over the place,.............visiting family from out of town,....................so,.......................
May your weekend find you by the shore,............with sand between your toes...... sunblock on your nose,....................and no time schedule,.......................
....................................me.................................................
p.s.
wish us luck!!!!.... crew is doing a number of things!!!!
Friday, October 19, 2007
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