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Walking Home
April 9, 1999 I've walked home for the last two days. It's not as fun as it used to be, but I think there are two reasons for that. The first is that Colette has caught her first cold from the other babies at Goddard, and now she's given it to Jean and me. It's not a bad cold: it's a head cold and a sore throat. I'm a little achy all over, but nothing serious. The second reason it's not so fun is that I haven't walked since before Colette was born and my legs aren't used to the hike yet. This will go away soon. I'd expect that by the middle of next week I'll be back up to speed. For now I just need to stick with it. I just had another birthday on Sunday. Jean and I have been talking about getting into shape and taking better care of ourselves. I have too many things I want to do, and have never been particularly interested in fitness. The University has excellent facilities for working out: I can swim, cycle, lift, even take yoga or other activities at no cost. My problem is that I can't imagine taking a break in the middle or even at the end of a work day to work out. I don't even take a lunch hour because I'd rather keep going with work. I need find a balance. I have so much I want to do that it's tough for me to find the time to take care of myself, but if I don't take care of myself I probably won't be here long enough to get everything I want to do done. It's interesting: in almost every other corner of my life I am much more disciplined. When I realize that something needs to be a particular way, I am able to change with little difficulty. I stopped smoking cold turkey in 1993 and never looked back. I can adjust to baby time (i.e. late nights and early mornings). I like changing my ways to be better. It's only when it comes to taking care of myself (fitness and diet) that I can't seem to change. Walking home is the only thing that's worked for me, the only type of fitness that's sustained my interest, and it's one of the many reasons we bought our house (we closed on the house this past Monday – yea!). Jean wants me to walk so much that she's agreed to drop me off on campus every morning. She also takes care of dropping Colette off and picking her up from day care every day. I almost think she's making a bigger investment in my fitness than I am. Hopefully by this time next week I'll have shaken off the cobwebs and the cold and will be back to enjoying my walk home. I need this to work.
© 1999 Kevin J.T. Creamer |
 weather
It's sunny and hot. The day before yesterday I left some recently purchased Girl Scout cookies (the thin mint ones) in the car before walking home. The plan was to go back later that night and get the car, but Jean and I never got around to it. I didn't realize until lunch yesterday that I'd left the chocolate cookies in the car. With the sun shining and temperatures in the mid- to upper-eighties, I suspect I've got Girl Scout pudding on my hands.
listening
NPR's Morning Edition
reading
Wired Style
(Constance Hale)
visiting
Scribbles And Clicks
today's poem
Good Hours
(Robert Frost) watching
Will & Grace
news
Sam gave me a web cam. I brought it home last night to take some time to learn how to use it, but it's back in the office today. I haven't figured out how I want to use it (other than NetMeeting), but I like it. I may even have to get one for home!
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