As the Seasons Turn Turn Turn in Everyday Ramblings

So yesterday I had a basic self-care extravaganza. I started out on the track just after sunrise. It was mild and a mix of sun and clouds and haze. Not since all these appointments and the broken toe have I been out there. Logging into work everyday at 6AM may have something to do with that.

And also my concern about what the exercise related hypertension means. And the fact the doctors have been telling me not to do any intense exercise until all the results are in. But I thought what the heck, I’ll go really really slow. I was totally pumped that I could actually maintain a mostly walk/run ratio in the target heart rate zone for an hour. I got hot, but it was manageable.

This means if I get the all clear from the doctors this week I can build my endurance and maybe even do a 5K with the slow folks this fall.

After showering I went down to the fancy gym at the bottom of the hill (that I can not afford a membership in) and had a massage. Oh my gosh it was heavenly. It turns out that the gait displacement with my broken toe had radiated all the way up to my shoulder through my leg and hip.

I also took a break from the news.

Then I took a long noisy streetcar ride across town to Mrs. Sherlock’s. We had a lovely lunch and watched Avatar in 3-D. The 3-D is really cool, you get the sensation of being on Pandora 5 without it being noticeable. Visually, wow. I’d never seen the movie before. You can tell that James Cameron is a diver because so many of the scenes seem like almost underwater landscapes.

The above hibiscus (this really is a hibiscus) is in Mrs. Sherlock’s garden.

Then she drove me home. Frida came along for the ride. Frida was all over me the whole time we were there and the cats most definitely noticed my, how do you say? eau de canine. They are sleeping together as I type this next to me on a chenille blanket that is a favorite around here.

Mrs. Sherlock, who is eminently practical, encouraged me to stay employed full time until 2020. Mid year is when my full benefits kick in. She was convincing.

I was so tired teaching on Friday midday and was thinking I can only do this absolutely max five times a week. I had a very fit student and was challenging her a little beyond my range.

I am not getting any younger. My receding hairline is an indicator of that. Sniff.

They are changing up things again at the church. They have apparently replaced the adult education team with the Membership and Adult Faith Formation team. They are not hiring a new program director for the youth programs, which are large and vibrant, but repurposing a part time minister and our former Adult Programs support staff.

The new team has asked for the info on my class in the fall. I have an email out to my students asking them if they are okay with me cutting my classes loose from the church. For the last 18 months it has been a 50/50 split financially and this summer is the first time I am actually making a little money on my classes.

If I squint my eyes and look sideways I can kind of see where my classes might encourage faith formation but that is not the purpose of them. If I cut loose I can be the captain of both the financial ship and the content of them. I am also getting agitation to schedule say a three-day retreat.

I am going to need to turn my focus back towards marketing my classes.

With the changes at work, all this wellness testing in the health arena, my classes and all the basic chores and responsibilities one has living on my own I feel like I am holding the reins of some fast moving ponies on their way somewhere very much else.

Me thinks it is going to be quite a fall ahead.

Hopefully the only way that will manifest is… seasonally.

Last updated August 20, 2018