it's a great life, if you don't weaken (matociquala) wrote,
it's a great life, if you don't weaken

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all my troubles seemed so far away.

Yesterday, between bands of thunderstorms, Alisa and The Jeff and I went paddling on Middle and Upper Bolton Lakes. That was a lot of fun, although there was still a lot of wind. Fortunately, it was on the outbound side.

I enjoy kayaking. It's a sport, finally, where my size and strength work for me rather than against. Everything else I do--climbing, running, yoga--is far more suited to small people.

Alisa has talked me into taking a Jukido class offered by the town this summer. We'll see how it goes. If nothing else, it's research. (I've taken a little karate, t'ai chi, and kickboxing, and enjoyed all of the above.) Of course, I will miss the first one due to Readercon, but such is the life of the itinerant artiste.

Yesterday morning, I got 1700 words or so on the wolf book. As soon as I finish this blog entry, I'm back at it. I have sliced cantaloupe, iced coffee, and a big dog to keep me company. The storms also broke the heat, and this week looks to be nice.

I worked on the vampire story last night, and did not get any further on the novella. The novella, alas, is really not ready to be written yet. Pity the deadline is the end of the month.

If you missed it over the weekend, there's new Shadow Unit.

And now it's time to get back on the horse.
Tags: me upon my pony in my boat, quotidiana

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