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My Dire-y 06/15/2015, What Do I Do Now?

What on earth do I write about next, or now? I am at a minor impasse. It’s not writer’s block, I have ideas, but that’s not the problem. The things I want to write about are very serious, and will require a lot of focus and attention to produce. I grudgingly admit I don’t have any silly, humorous crap running around in my head right now….sorry everyone, I guess I haven’t been in a crazy mood lately. My mind has been on more serious stuff, like getting fit.

Here’s the deal – I have been laying around on my ass/couch doing nothing since June 2012 or before.  That is at the time I officially quit my last job and was in the process of waiting to be approved for Social Security Disability income.  Any muscle tone I had back then has surely now completely vanished.  But a friend and I have started to go swimming 2-3 times a week, so I am hoping to get back as much strength and muscle tone as I can through swimming.  If any of you be scoffers (imagine pirate accent here), as to the effectiveness of swimming as an exercise…bite me!  The last time (Friday) I came home from the pool, I was sore for two days, from just a few laps comprised of various strokes, walking (in, not “on water” 8*)-), and treading water (a little diving and swimming underwater too!).  I can definitely feel the difference.  So that’s what I’ve been up to lately, instead of writing more neat stuff which I know all of you are just on pins and needles, waiting for with bated breath….well, OK, you probably could care less, but you do seem to enjoy reading it when I manage to “pop it out”.

So, the ideas I have are all extremely controversial, and I am working up the courage to publish, as well as figure out how to present potentially inflammatory material to an unforgiving Internet public (in other words “troll bait”).  No matter what I say, many are going to disagree, and maybe even take offense.  One idea is for me to present my views on gun ownership and control in the good ole USA.  Ya, that should get some blood pumpin’ around here.  I am still holding on to a post about my spiritual beliefs, and reworking the format and presentation.  I probably need to make several posts out of it ’cause I don’t want to lose y’all who have short attention spans.  If that isn’t interesting enough for you, how about my views on abortion and pro-life/pro-choice?  Can you see now why I have not been cranking out the posts lately?  Half of the problem has been due to distraction and focussing on other things, and the other half is fear about how to present touchy subject matter in a way that won’t get me killed.  OK, maybe not killed, but without totally pissing everyone off, or starting a flame war.  (the good old days of the “alt” newsgroups, which some of you may be too young to know about.  God, now I really feel old).  So I hope this short, pathetic post will tide you over (ya, lots of clichés, gotta love ’em) till I post something really juicy!

You know, another thought just crossed my mind (WARNING: thoughts crossing my mind are definitely mostly sometimes maybe dangerous, or funny, or really stupid).  I can say with complete assurance, that the world would not be in the mess it’s in today, if all the governments would just ask me about things before making any decisions.  I’m really freakin’ smart about things like that.  In fact, why don’t we just get rid of all the stinkin’ governments, and money too while we’re at it, and just let me tell everyone the right way to do everything.  Ya, I’m really likin’ this idea, isn’t it great!  Nobody would go hungry, there would be food and drink in plenty for all, continuous celebration of life, recreational drugs for all, no more crime, everyone would be happy, Free Love would abound, and I might even get laid once in awhile!  Yes, the world might be in a DIFFERENT, worse mess, but it certainly would NOT be the SAME mess it is in today, Guaranteed!  Don’t you all agree with me on that? …hehe

In memory of beautiful, furry Kisa, may she rest in peace…

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My Dire-y 06/03/2015, Pooped

Now that Holly the cat has your attention (cheap trick, I know.  She has absolutely nothing to do with this blog post).

I had a very good, and very tiring day today. I have a good friend that I have seen very seldom, for far too long. We definitely love each other, and each other’s company. Through a set of very unfortunate circumstances, she had to have her left leg amputated. I am sure it has been a terribly rough time for her, readjusting to life in a wheelchair, and learning to use a prosthesis. Right now she can only walk a short distance on it, but is diligently practicing to improve. We are somewhat similar in personality, at least in the fact that we are both intellectual, and snarky….very snarky. In fact, the word snarktankerous very perfectly describes my own personality.

One of the things she does for the pure pleasure of it is gardening, so off to Lowes we went for herbs, pots, and dirt….not just any dirt, but “special” dirt, specifically formulated with the greatest of care to maximize the quality of life for a few lucky plants. These plants should be exceedingly grateful that they are being tended by my long-time friend.

Now, in case you don’t know me from reading my past blog posts, I will tell you that I have a rare disorder which eats up my motor nerves, so I am now much weaker than I should be, and have muscle atrophy as a result. Most of the trouble is in my left hand/arm and right leg. If I fall, I cannot get up unless there is a chair, wall, or other object to grab and push on with my hands/arms because of the weakness of my legs. Also, my left hand is so weak that I have lost probably 85% of its normal function. Oh, and if that isn’t enough, I am extremely fatigued ALL the time. On bad days, I simply don’t have the energy to leave the house, and spend the day sitting on the couch, or sleeping.

Now why have I reminded you of all this? Well, it is relevant to my story, so relax, you will understand in a moment, I promise. Even when I go grocery shopping, by the time I get back home and have put everything in its proper place, it is all I can do to get my clothes changed, and make it to the couch. I am pooped for the rest of the day. So later, when we got back to her place and I had unloaded 4 bags of dirt, carrying them to where they needed to be, I was out of breath and my heart was beating strong and fast, from just that little bit of effort. I get worn out very quickly and easily.

But the story of my day is nowhere near over yet.  Backing up a tad bit…  She also wanted to check out a community center where they have fitness equipment and a huge pool. She has been wanting to swim in the strongest of ways for quite some time. So we got there and checked out the pool which was enormous! There was a water slide along with several sections of poolage which all kinda ran together as one. It was gorgeous! Now, since I am on disability, and have a Humana Medicare plan which will pay for a membership at a fitness place that supports the Silver Sneakers program, AND I had been thinking for a long time about how much I love to be in water….long story short – I now have a completely paid-for (not directly by me) membership. It was her intention from the start to get a membership for herself, so…well…she did. Now this pretty much obligates me to take her there several times a week to swim. Seein’ as how I had been loathe to leave my house ’cause frankly, it just seemed like too damned much effort, I really could use the exercise and the time away from my man-cave. Also considering her need for a driver, it seems like a match made in heaven.  Who knows, maybe I can find a girlfriend there….hey, it could happen.

So, by the time I got back home, I was thoroughly pooped! It was a good day though, with some stimulating discussions. At some point, our snarkiness comes into full play as we lament the sorry state of our beloved government, and its fucking total mismanagement of the country, and total corruption, caused by selfishness, complete disregard for the divinity and sanctity of anyone not in their “club”, and their lust for money. Mostly the latter. Then we move on to snarkin’ about how, after all these millennia, and the social awareness that is present in the minds and hearts of so many people today, could there possibly still exist so many miscreants who are chomping at the bit to kill, torture, rape, enslave, control, and commit violence just for fun (more likely for cash)? We moan about our inability to stop wars, racism, and classism, and promote goodwill and brotherly/sisterly love. We agonize in vain for a way to convince people to simply value ALL human life equally and put an end to heinous animal cruelty, and to the masses of starving human beings (most especially the children), while the selfish “Scrouges” sit pretty in their castles counting out their incredible stash of the world’s money. This most terrible human injustice remains uncorrected while the “Beast” continues to have a field day, actively enslaving all humanity.

Yes, it was a VERY good day!