I took a walk today, for the first time in a long time. Just a few blocks. A few hot and sweaty blocks, even on an overcast afternoon. Even though there are scrub pines throughout our neighborhood I was surprised at the scent of pine needle in the air. I shouldn’t have been, but then again I have been so much of a slug since moving to Orlando, compared to all the walking I did in Anchorage.
I keep writing about, and thinking about, physical exercise and metaphisical/spiritual practice. Yet when it comes to actually doing it I am making what I like to call intermittent progress. Like the walk today, and the efforts I’ve been making to at least do a few laps in our pool each day. And writing this entry…
I need to be writing regularly, especially if I am hoping to make some money off of this skill.
I did the first interview in what is going to be a regular series for the Thorn magazine website, and am getting to work on the next interview for the site, and my next column for the September issue. I have been puttering away on different pages of the site.
I have not been getting scheduled very many hours at all at the cooks job at the park, no hours the last 3 weeks in fact, and have been filling out the applicable applications and looking at ways to improve my situation. I am getting a food handling certification next month, or at least taking the class for it. I am also going to be revamping my resume, and trying to arrange some informational interviews at companies I am interested in working for.
I will be writing here more regularly, now that I have a functioning computer and am in rehab for my recent encounter with the new version of Sid Meier’s Pirates…