Waiting is hard...
The city is digging out after a historic blizzard. There is snow everywhere, and the ice shelves along the lake shore have been reinforced making launching essentially impossible. The local river, which had managed to have surface flow until last week, is now frozen over.
What splashes of color we had are now under several feet of snow. When the sun comes out, sunglasses are mandatory.
Other than pool sessions, I have not been on the water this year and it is costing me. I stay inside too much unable to cross country ski. The bindings on my snow shoes busted, so that is out. I am not getting enough exercise, not even with gym sessions. I had gained weight and, happily, have managed to lose 9 pounds of it. I would like to dump another 10 and get near my high school weight of 162. Yes, I am wallowing in it, but life isn't all bad. There are Skype sessions with the grand kids, the Packers are in the super bowl and I am enjoying my two teaching jobs. So, while I await the inevitable thaw, I will just press on and enjoy the winter sculptures.
Paddle safe...
DS
4 comments:
sounds like your glass is half-full, that's nice!
...of Bushmill's!
Can't you buy new snowshoe bindings over there?
Yes, but...it happened the day of the blizzard when everything was closed. + I would buy them at Rutabaga in Madison (85 miles away) as I teach there and like their selections. The owner is into snow shoes and makes his own.
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