Welcome to November, all. It’s going to be a crazy one.
And I mean the good kind of crazy, not the awful, soul-sucking, exhausting kind. It feels like as 2012 wraps up (!) that everything is going to start falling into place, the way they should have been all along. Or something like that.
The girls and I have started getting into the pattern of working out on Thursdays, and we’re looking to expand that to twice a week now. Something I’ve learned in the last month: working out doesn’t totally suck when a) you do it with friends and b) have proper sneakers and clothing to run comfortably. This is the first time in a long time, maybe ever, that I’ve been comfortable running. There’s always been something — my knees, my chest, my energy level — stopping me before. All of those things are at a much more normal and tolerable level of control, and I’m enjoying running. Go figure!
This will ideally help me get back into shape (or should I say “in shape”?), because I want this to translate on the board when I go back to diving.
Yes, you read that correctly. Back to diving. I ended up dropping the fall session, because I couldn’t keep up with the new club here in Calgary (a really disheartening realization). The competition I want to train for is in summer 2014, so there’s still 18 months to train even if I do start in January 2013, but it’s hard to walk away from something you love because of ability or feelings about the club, not because you’ve changed how you feel about the thing. I still love diving. I still hope I can take it to the next step, but that’s been delayed for awhile.
Lately everything has felt non-stop. Going out all the time (well, a reasonable amount of the time) and meeting with friends almost every day of the week. It’s quite the shift from what it was like living in Edmonton; for some reason, despite having grown up there, I hardly ever went out in the year that we lived there, unless it was to meet Thomas at his restaurant for a drink or to go to my parents’ house for dinner. So this lifestyle in Calgary is a welcome change, but it’s going to take some adjusting.
I’m traveling to Victoria this weekend to visit a friend who recently moved out there for law school. The trip will hopefully be refreshing — I love being in new cities, and seeing the ocean always feels like a giant reboot to my system.
What keeps you going when you’re feeling too busy?