Bummed Out

It's been coming on the last few days, that feeling that can be described with words like blech, down and bummer. I've had less time on the water so far than in any previous year, so I have increased my indoor exercise. Instead of shedding a few pounds, I've added one, and I ache from over doing the weights and crunches. On top of all that, I feel my ambition ebbing and am less enthusiastic about up coming events. Funny thing though, I don't feel depressed or anything like it.

So, I start the day by checking blogs and got to Derrick's. He has a link to an audio clip of Andrew McCauley on the water during his fatal trip. In it, Andrew talks about how wild the trip had become and wonders aloud if he has, "... bitten off more than I can chew." I am not glad that I listened to it. I think his disappearance has had an effect on my mood and has made me more...maybe too...cautious. It is a vague and unsettling feeling, but it is there none the less.

It is all so odd (and, so unlike me...but I digress) since my braces and rolls (in the pool) have been absolutely dynamite. Not that I have a huge number of rolls like Alex, I don't. But I thoroughly enjoy the ones I do know and hope to add a few more this year.

That first warm day of spring best hurry up and warm my soul. Or should I say thaw my soul? Anyway, it is time to put on a few layers and take Ansel out for a gloomy-day walk.

Paddle safe...

DS