if you can just get your mind together

Crawled out of bed at midday - yes, I fail virtue - to yet another bright, summer day. They say there's a 20% chance of precipitation tomorrow, but you know? I kind of suspect this weather may extend till the middle of next week.

I failed study, too, today. Maybe I'll crack a book before going to bed - hopefully early, tonight, since I need to get back on the sleeping-during-hours-of-darkness pattern - but I may just go for a short walk instead.

I did not, however, fail running. Twenty minutes straight, without dying. My route takes me down to the beach and over and down the harbour (which, when the tide is out, can stink like the mouth of hell), and then most of the way back. I'm slow, I think: I'd peg the distance at something over a mile and not quite a mile and a half. No way to confirm that, though.

It's odd. I've taken this week mostly off from exercise, for values of 'off' that include running Monday, jumping in the sea Wednesday, bouldering yesterday, running today, and there will be at least one karate class this weekend - which is not what I would've considered 'off', oh, three months ago. I purchased shorts in the middle of April, and they're now significantly looser than they were when I bought them. Which in one way is quite annoying, since I was counting on wearing them in Crete. I foresee the moving of buttons in my future.

I go to Crete in precisely eight weeks and one day. In six weeks, I come back from sailing on the Asgard. In four weeks and six days, I sail on the Asgard. In two weeks and four days, my exams end. In one week and one day, my exams begin.

I wonder how I'll maintain upper body fitness in Crete? I figure running should be easy enough to keep up - carve out thirty minutes every day, or every second day. But upper body fitness? Pushups, situps, those I can do. Also swimming. I dislike the idea of not climbing for so long, though - my poor, hard-won grip-strength might disappear.

Maybe I should get one of those hand-exerciser things?

if you can just get your mind together

Crawled out of bed at midday - yes, I fail virtue - to yet another bright, summer day. They say there's a 20% chance of precipitation tomorrow, but you know? I kind of suspect this weather may extend till the middle of next week.

I failed study, too, today. Maybe I'll crack a book before going to bed - hopefully early, tonight, since I need to get back on the sleeping-during-hours-of-darkness pattern - but I may just go for a short walk instead.

I did not, however, fail running. Twenty minutes straight, without dying. My route takes me down to the beach and over and down the harbour (which, when the tide is out, can stink like the mouth of hell), and then most of the way back. I'm slow, I think: I'd peg the distance at something over a mile and not quite a mile and a half. No way to confirm that, though.

It's odd. I've taken this week mostly off from exercise, for values of 'off' that include running Monday, jumping in the sea Wednesday, bouldering yesterday, running today, and there will be at least one karate class this weekend - which is not what I would've considered 'off', oh, three months ago. I purchased shorts in the middle of April, and they're now significantly looser than they were when I bought them. Which in one way is quite annoying, since I was counting on wearing them in Crete. I foresee the moving of buttons in my future.

I go to Crete in precisely eight weeks and one day. In six weeks, I come back from sailing on the Asgard. In four weeks and six days, I sail on the Asgard. In two weeks and four days, my exams end. In one week and one day, my exams begin.

I wonder how I'll maintain upper body fitness in Crete? I figure running should be easy enough to keep up - carve out thirty minutes every day, or every second day. But upper body fitness? Pushups, situps, those I can do. Also swimming. I dislike the idea of not climbing for so long, though - my poor, hard-won grip-strength might disappear.

Maybe I should get one of those hand-exerciser things?