Finding a Voice
Friday, July 30, 2004
Overdid it ...
Golfed yesterday--the first 9 at the Spiritwood Golf Club. A couple of my uncles have shares in it, and Aunt Linda & Uncle Glenn Pilling have a bed & breakfast next door. It's called Inn on the 10th ... because that's where it is. You might want to spend some vacation time there!
My personal par must have been 10. My forearms ached so bad I could hardly do anything with them until late this morning! Oh, I'm so tender, you know. Maybe I should golf more than once every two years. Will golf again in the Bowes family tournament on Sunday, after sufficient recovery time. Actually, my friend Kim, who golfed with me, said she was surprised at how athletic I was. Sure, athletic ability is not as much of a problem as athletic condition. Last week I dogsat for friends in Caronport and walking every evening was inspiring. Cats just don't inspire that kind of activity. When I do Pilates on the living room floor, my cats tend to lay down underneath me. They were slugs in another life.
Discipline is key, I hear. Discipline ... I think I'll discipline myself to get some sleep and see what kind of exercise I can come up with tomorrow. Dad says I should walk my brother's dogs. That's a great idea ... I'll let you know how it goes.
Colleen
P.S. We had a couple of terrific storms today and lots of impressive thunder. Nobody was very impressed by the hail around 7:30, though. But afterwards, everything was so calm and pretty. Strange summer, all the rainy cold days.
My personal par must have been 10. My forearms ached so bad I could hardly do anything with them until late this morning! Oh, I'm so tender, you know. Maybe I should golf more than once every two years. Will golf again in the Bowes family tournament on Sunday, after sufficient recovery time. Actually, my friend Kim, who golfed with me, said she was surprised at how athletic I was. Sure, athletic ability is not as much of a problem as athletic condition. Last week I dogsat for friends in Caronport and walking every evening was inspiring. Cats just don't inspire that kind of activity. When I do Pilates on the living room floor, my cats tend to lay down underneath me. They were slugs in another life.
Discipline is key, I hear. Discipline ... I think I'll discipline myself to get some sleep and see what kind of exercise I can come up with tomorrow. Dad says I should walk my brother's dogs. That's a great idea ... I'll let you know how it goes.
Colleen
P.S. We had a couple of terrific storms today and lots of impressive thunder. Nobody was very impressed by the hail around 7:30, though. But afterwards, everything was so calm and pretty. Strange summer, all the rainy cold days.
posted by Colleen McCubbin at 10:29 PM
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