8/19 Another day, another day at boot camp with Sgt. Major Jen. - TopicsExpress



          

8/19 Another day, another day at boot camp with Sgt. Major Jen. Jiminny crickets, apparently I had really slacked off on the walking and excercises and vaporizing before she got here. It’s like I have something I’m supposed to be doing every half hour or so. There is no let up with her. I did have a chance today, with a long long tether, manage to get outside and sit and meditate. I do so prefer to meditate outside. I hear and feel the breeze. There’s birds and dogs and people and cars that just lull me into a state of Not Me. I did a bit of a breathing meditation too. I have got to get my lungs to work harder. I do not want to have to spend the rest of my life dragging a damn oxygen canister behind me. I did, however, take the tether off and managed four full circles around the little yard. I even contemplated the plants in dire need of my pruning. Soon kids. I’ll get you into shape yet. The bra still hurts my breast bone but, if I have it on for many hours and take it off, the breast bone is very happy but the rib right under the back of my arm is Not happy. At all! I go to the surgeon on Thursday and will ask why he assigned this particular brand of torture. Do the guys have to wear a bra? There’s not much pain left although every so often it practically knocks me down. So, John, I’ll have to find something else to whine about. How about the total and complete exhaustion? I am so weak and so tired all the time that everything I do is a chore. I’m working on it! I keep hoping every thing I do manage to do will eventually give me more energy. So now I shall drag myself off to the TV and become a vegetable in front of the boob tube. I can’t even concentrate enough to read a book right now. Back to the barge. And off we slide down de Nile. Fanned by my faithful Nubian guard and steered and rowed by his staff, I think I shall have my Thai ice tea and a nice ripe pear tonight. Gazing at the stars in the clear Egyptian night.... far far away from Cairo. With thanks to all my friends who’ve kept me on the straight and narrow - Here And Now I send you love, more than you can imagine.
Posted on: Tue, 20 Aug 2013 03:15:00 +0000

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