I finally got back in to the pool this afternoon. I needed the feeling of doing laps again – it’s been sorely missed since COVID decided to rear its ugly head. I also got some strength training in, focusing on the core and legs. I’ve been incredibly inconsistent and have failed to maintain any semblance of a stable training routine lately. That needs to change.
So the endorphins that come with a daily workout should raise my spirits a bit, and pull me out of the doldrums that I’ve felt for a while. But I need to feed my mind as well – so I’ve taken a couple of Master Classes – one hosted by Bob Iger on the topic of leadership, and another given by James Suckling on wine. Next up: I’m going to learn about how to grow plants & flowers without committing the local equivalent of scorched earth through a master class offered by Ron Finley, the Gansta Gardener of LA.
I also need to read a bit more, in an effort to work on my inner frackin’ zen. Living in Orange County, California, I’m pretty lucky to have access to the Pacific Ocean, some gorgeous beaches and a fairly exquisite sunset or two….
So I began reading Matt Warshaw’s A Brief History of Surfing. I feel like surfing is engrained in the southern California lifestyle, and I don’t know jack spit about it. So that’s going to change too.
So I’m a work in progress in many way – physical, mental and emotional.