Wednesday, April 23, 2008

214

I really should just stop. Really. One of these days my body is just going to not want to move anymore. And still I have yet to feel direct pain as a result of my activity. So I'm gonna keep going today and see where that takes me.

This quarter is going SO fast. Way faster than I want it to. Six and a half weeks left of school...then I've got to pack up the Chevy and roll on out of here. There's nothing wrong with that, but I'll be anxious to get back up here in early September, even if it is for RA training. Money's gonna be tight FOR SURE. COME ON tax return, I need you buddy!

Can I just say here, though, that I have pretty much felt amazing the last few weeks, with the exception of one or two low points. I'm out having fun, learning cool things (even if my political science class feels like I've been returned to high school due to its formatting,) meeting a ton of really cool people in this really beautiful place. My body is in that constant state of good-sore. Man, Bellingham is RAD.

I think happiness is directly proportional to the amount of sun.

Today I still feel good, but it's kinda gross outside. That's ok though, because yesterday it was about 60 degrees and bluebird.

WOOT.

1 comment:

N Detroit said...

Reminds me of these words...
Remember that in a race everyone runs but only one person gets the prize. You also must run in such a way that you will win. All athletes practice strict self-control. They do it to win a prize that will fade away but we do it for an eternal prize. So I run straight to the goal with purpose in every step. I am not like a boxer who misses his punhces. I discipline my body like an athlete, training it to do what it should. Otherwise, I fear that after preaching to others I myself might be disqualified.