A lot has been happening lately, including the adoption of a new fitness regimen--swimming. Kristine has been having a lot of hip pain recently because of stresses caused by jogging and yoga. Her doctor wants her stop those for a while, but said to keep up with aerobic exercise anyway, and reccomended swimming. So we gave the pool at the Washtenaw County Rec Center a try last Saturday and liked it--though my arms and neck were horribly sore until Tuesday. Kristine was fine--the yoga must have had some benefits too. We both got severe eye irritation from the chlorine, and bought swim goggles at Dunham's the other day. We'll try them out tonight, and if we come away without redeye, I expect we'll purchase memberships to the Rec. For at least a few weeks, the pool might be as close to a river as I'm going to get.
Yesterday was Ash Wednesday. I can't say I found it a very moving occasion, though, which is unusual. Lent is probably the church season I connect with most , and I look forward to it every year. Not so much this time around. I fasted yesterday, but can't say it had any particular meditative value, as it usually does, or that it felt like much of a discipline. I never felt any hungrier than I do a couple hours after a light lunch. Perhaps this was because I was "full" in another way, stuffed with what you might call psychological junk food. I've struggled with a few problems lately, and been distracted from nearly everything else. A lot of people say they turn to God in their troubles. In mine, I want to turn away from everything.
Maybe I should give up defensiveness and isolation for Lent.
Fortunately my spring break comes next week. Things are bound to get better.
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