Not This Year

These shots from last year's QAJAQ training camp remind me that this year's camp is not far off...and I won't be going. It wasn't an easy decision since I love the group, the site, the energy and the goings on. In the end, my decision was forced by a summer schedule that was starting to even scare me. Just too much going on.

In addition to symposiums, lessons and camping trips, I am teaching two courses and have just inked an agreement to teach at a nearby college starting in fall. Before then, I will need to decide if I am going to continue at my present teaching position at a local school of nursing. If I do, I would be teaching most of Tuesdays, Wednesdays and Thursdays. Hell of a retirement, hey?

At the time I signed, I anticipated a break between semesters when I could let go of all professional responsibilities, recharge and do my thing. Turns out I need a little something called a full graft transplant from my palate to an area over my right incisor where the gum has receded greatly (getting all this, Steve?). The oral surgeon (she cut to the chase) has reassured me that I will have lots of pain for about a week and shouldn't go swimming for 7-10 days. So much for a relaxing summer "break". Is it no wonder I no longer sleep well?

On the plus side, I have been on the water a good deal already this season (as well as all winter). I am using high angle paddles most of the time, and my forward stroke has improved noticeably (to me, at least). Now, I wonder, if I don't fall over...or if I duct tape a snorkel in place in my mouth...can I paddle straight on pain pills?

Paddle safe...
DS