I'm outside tonight, writing from my balcony,watching the moon become fuller on this Friday night on the warmest spring weekend yet so far. It seems to be drawing out all the crazies. I can hear some old drunken fool on his (her?)* balcony with the loudest, most obnoxious sounding, laughter I've ever heard coming from the building the next block over from where I am. Idiots on crotch-rocket motorcycles with unregulated exhaust pipes are tearing down the other street making as much bloody noise as possible. I really hate those things. It seems like I had too long of a day to contend with any of this stupidity, but at least it closes with the sense that the early part of it was productive. The only attraction that keeps me being outside tonight is the smell of someone burning birch firewood in some backyard fire pit somewhere. It's one of those smells that I really enjoy.
I've glanced back at a few of my previous entries. I need to take a break from writing on the subject of running for a while, as well as easing up on the activity itself. It's bordering on becoming both obsessive and maladaptive. Today, I was helping someone move some boxes and articles, then did my regular job after that; noticing how badly my knees were reacting to the lifting and pivoting. It's sinking in how urgently I need some rest and recovery time for the sake of my joints. With trying to phase into chill out mode, I'm using time to start thinking about other stuff I want to do for recreation for the summer. I must say that with all the running there didn't come any great concern about what was coming up next for events in the next couple months.
I would normally opt to do some fishing, but the first day experience of fishing I had this year was so bad that I feel inclined to swear it off for a while. Movies were the only other thing I could think of that were passive enough to allow me to knit back together. The only things I saw in the current and future cinema listings that I'd like to check out are Men In Black III, and Prometheus. All else is the regular same standard affair of summer activities here in this city with which I've had "been there, done that" moments. This could probably be the summer that I check out more new restaurants and lounges around town. All I know is that I need some holiday time time badly, and I don't want to waste any minute of it if I ever get any coming my way.
I've been so fully immersed in the health improvement part of my ambitions, that I've been neglecting the effort to improve wealth, wisdom, relationships, and spirit part of the equation. Getting more involved in extracurricular social engagements and career enhancing activities has neither been anything I've been targeting much of my time for in the last while, nor have I even been finding such opportunities for such things in my line of fire.
Something has to change; I'm becoming envious of those people who are taking radical steps in trying to change their lives for the better, like my friend who I helped move today. Time off to soul search is becoming a definite must.
*- This cackling is so awful, nerve-grating, and annoyingly haggard-sounding that I can't even ascertain which gender its source could be.
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