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...THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE... (I HOPE...) THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE... (I HOPE...) THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE... (I HOPE...) THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE...
more to follow later and the rains continued... so I did some catching up on my other journals (but this one fell even further behind... what is it now?... going on six months again?... no, it's going on seven months now... for shame... no wonder my loyal readers don't send loving comments anymore... they must think I've lost interest in keeping them awake nights with my nightmares and fantasies... alas, dear readers, come back... we have so much to catch up on... you first J after all, I am interested in your life... I mean, just because most of the time you sit there reading and find out all these details and secrets and idiosincrasies about me and I might not even know you are there does not mean I do not want to know... I do want to know... very much... so please tell me about yur life and dreams and hopes and fears and all the little details that make you who you are.... ou want to be cared about, right?... well, how can you know I care about you if I don't tell you?... what?... I do tell you all the time here?... too much?... but nothing all that specific, right?... well, ok, no pressure... sit back and read and enjoy what you can... but remember, I'm interested and want to know you, just in case you feel like sharing... since the trail as rained out (thunder nd lightening and running along a river under trees do not go together well), it was time to finally try out the treadmill and toys in the gym... about time, huh?... I mean, I've only been living here for fifteen months now... anyway, I discovered that a treadmill is more challenging to operate than I thought it would be... I am definitely more comfortable on the road... I've got to spend some time learning how to work the computer part and then, I've got to spend some time learning how to balance since the entire time I was jogging I had to hold on to the bar... and the air temperature and circulation in the room made it mre challenging to push stamina... and staring at myself in a wall mirror is not my idea of a meditative run... like I said, this indor exercise will take some getting used to... another reason I prefer warm climates... I did get to try out a recumbent bike... it needs a more comfrtable seat for long term used, but 20 miles in 30 minutes over imaginary hills and dales was a good workout for my legs... there too, the monotony of being in the same room and not moving was not appealing... they need a TV in there... next time I should at least bring music, but I do not like running or exercising with headphones... not only do I perspire too much, but I don't hold my head still enough and don't like the wires and... guess I've got to learn to compromise, huh?... well, it's been a boring week in a boring phase of a not terribly exciting life so far, so I'll be heading to work now... hope you're having more fun that I am (and I am, believe it or not, having some fun most of the time... it just might not show through the griping and whining I've been doing these last few years... if only you met me ten years ago... I was much yonger then) J ah yes, I remember it well... |
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