This is how life is _supposed_ to feel.
Oh my (nonexistent) God I feel good!
I've been developing a new story idea recently that I'm really souped about, and I've even found time to write about it quite a bit in the past few days, but, even so, I felt really shitty today. After class all I really wanted to do was curl up in a ball and sleep or read Clash of Kings. I forced myself to go to T'ai Chi, which was a good move. I love how it relaxes and sweeps worries away with simple body movements, but also encourages alertness and mindfulness. It's a good feeling. At any rate, when that was over I talked to Sam (a boy in my class) and we decided we should meet and do T'ai Chi in the morning on weekends. So we set up a 8 o'clock time slot for Saturday and Sunday to meet out by the cornfields and practice. It's going to be amazing. It's getting warmer, and it's going to be at a really nice spot. Fields laid out ahead with mountains on the horizon. :)
So after discussing that, I wandered over to check out what was happening on the gym floor and lo and behold I see Phil meeting with Hampshire's small (but spirited!) fencing club. He calls me down and I go meet Jeff, the coach, (who was not present the only other time I've fenced at Hampshire) and they invite me to join practice. So I run back to my room to grab my stuff and change into my knickers and I run back over to get suited up. Phil and I fenced hard for about 45 minutes. It was great. Phil is a fantastic opponent--challenging, but with a great attitude. It was just a whole lot of fun. I got a lot of really solid advice from Jeff about my fencing. Incidentally, he kind of reminds me of Potter in the way he asks questions and phrase sentences, so that was comforting. Jeff had to go around quarter of nine so phil and I wrapped it up, then we chatted and watched two of our saber fencers goin' at it. Then we said goodbye for the night, and now I'm back here.
I'm planning to attend fencing now on Mondays and Thursdays, and besides that I'll have T'ai Chi on Mondays, a bit of practice with Linnea on Wednesday and Saturday evenings, and also on Saturday and Sunday mornings with Sam, Linnea, Zahra, and whoever else we get to show up. Also, capping it off with whatever spontaneously physical activities I embark on with Vikki (42 David Tennants!) it looks like I'll be pretty active, which excites me very much. I always forget how good it makes me feel to use my body. Let this post stand in testament to that fact.
*cue dramatic music* As the earth turns and warmth flows back into New England, I embark on a new form of quest--a quest of health and renewal, my body active, my mind calm, my whole being in harmony.
And fade dramatic music. Wash to white. End.
I've been developing a new story idea recently that I'm really souped about, and I've even found time to write about it quite a bit in the past few days, but, even so, I felt really shitty today. After class all I really wanted to do was curl up in a ball and sleep or read Clash of Kings. I forced myself to go to T'ai Chi, which was a good move. I love how it relaxes and sweeps worries away with simple body movements, but also encourages alertness and mindfulness. It's a good feeling. At any rate, when that was over I talked to Sam (a boy in my class) and we decided we should meet and do T'ai Chi in the morning on weekends. So we set up a 8 o'clock time slot for Saturday and Sunday to meet out by the cornfields and practice. It's going to be amazing. It's getting warmer, and it's going to be at a really nice spot. Fields laid out ahead with mountains on the horizon. :)
So after discussing that, I wandered over to check out what was happening on the gym floor and lo and behold I see Phil meeting with Hampshire's small (but spirited!) fencing club. He calls me down and I go meet Jeff, the coach, (who was not present the only other time I've fenced at Hampshire) and they invite me to join practice. So I run back to my room to grab my stuff and change into my knickers and I run back over to get suited up. Phil and I fenced hard for about 45 minutes. It was great. Phil is a fantastic opponent--challenging, but with a great attitude. It was just a whole lot of fun. I got a lot of really solid advice from Jeff about my fencing. Incidentally, he kind of reminds me of Potter in the way he asks questions and phrase sentences, so that was comforting. Jeff had to go around quarter of nine so phil and I wrapped it up, then we chatted and watched two of our saber fencers goin' at it. Then we said goodbye for the night, and now I'm back here.
I'm planning to attend fencing now on Mondays and Thursdays, and besides that I'll have T'ai Chi on Mondays, a bit of practice with Linnea on Wednesday and Saturday evenings, and also on Saturday and Sunday mornings with Sam, Linnea, Zahra, and whoever else we get to show up. Also, capping it off with whatever spontaneously physical activities I embark on with Vikki (42 David Tennants!) it looks like I'll be pretty active, which excites me very much. I always forget how good it makes me feel to use my body. Let this post stand in testament to that fact.
*cue dramatic music* As the earth turns and warmth flows back into New England, I embark on a new form of quest--a quest of health and renewal, my body active, my mind calm, my whole being in harmony.
And fade dramatic music. Wash to white. End.
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