Summer 2018: Days 107-111, the last days of summer
I jumped off. Actually, on the diving board, I really just step off. I go from the warm air to the cool water, use my arms and legs to surface with all my might, and swim back to the side.
Another last time on the diving board, another summer concludes.
This was actually Sunday; Ben and I went to the JCC, and after attempting a BodyPump class (my first in at least a year, I didn't make it the whole way and wasn't helped by a broken inahler), we sat by the pool for four hours. It felt great lounging in the sun, staying cool in the water.
Monday was Labor Day, and I tried not to labor. Cleaned up some email accounts while relaxing in the backyard, took the dog for a walk in the evening. Tuesday was a long day of work and a long walk in the evening. Today was working downtown and at Ben's first swim practice of the new season, co-oping, an unsatisfying salad at Harmon's, and a short evening walk.
The first NFL game of the season is tomorrow, which, according to my schedule, means summer is over. These last few days seemed to go out with a whimper, but they were what I needed to wind down. September is always a busy, busy month, so I was fine easing into it. Already, this week is turning nutty -- short weeks always bite you back for the holiday you take.
And thus, Summer 2018 is over. It was great but too quick -- but every summer is. Here's to losing 20 pounds, slow-moving weekends, reasonably paced non-crazy workweeks, writing, playing board games, and the joy of every day until Summer 2019. I can't wait, and I'm also in no rush.
Another last time on the diving board, another summer concludes.
This was actually Sunday; Ben and I went to the JCC, and after attempting a BodyPump class (my first in at least a year, I didn't make it the whole way and wasn't helped by a broken inahler), we sat by the pool for four hours. It felt great lounging in the sun, staying cool in the water.
Monday was Labor Day, and I tried not to labor. Cleaned up some email accounts while relaxing in the backyard, took the dog for a walk in the evening. Tuesday was a long day of work and a long walk in the evening. Today was working downtown and at Ben's first swim practice of the new season, co-oping, an unsatisfying salad at Harmon's, and a short evening walk.
The first NFL game of the season is tomorrow, which, according to my schedule, means summer is over. These last few days seemed to go out with a whimper, but they were what I needed to wind down. September is always a busy, busy month, so I was fine easing into it. Already, this week is turning nutty -- short weeks always bite you back for the holiday you take.
And thus, Summer 2018 is over. It was great but too quick -- but every summer is. Here's to losing 20 pounds, slow-moving weekends, reasonably paced non-crazy workweeks, writing, playing board games, and the joy of every day until Summer 2019. I can't wait, and I'm also in no rush.
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