I’m about to depart on another trip: what qualifies as a genuine vacation at last: a wonderful music camp for players of wooden flutes. I’ll talk more about it when I get back.
Meanwhile, my running continues to go well. I'm up to being able to do 11 1/2 minutes in one go. Objectively, this is not so impressive, but subjectively, I'm making progress! (I find myself chanting to myself as I run, "my own micro-marathon!" Indeed, it might be close to a whole mile!) I try not to compare my present progress with what I once could do in the past. All that matters, I tell myself, is getting out 4 times a week getting the best workout I can relative to my current level of fitness. All I have to do is internalize this as a habit in my life. I don't care about breaking any records. I just want to be fit because of how that changes my energy. When I'm reasonably fit, I face all of life's challenges with more confidence and even with more clarity. And I'm already feeling these kinds of changes.
While I haven't written directly about it here in my blog, I'm deeply concerned about the renewed violence in the Middle East.
My writing projects have gotten a bit stalled. Having a week of real vacation will do me good. During this time, I won't let myself even think about my writing projects, my upcoming fall classes, or my other work-related responsibilities. I'll just let myself be immersed in music. When I come back, I might try to start an Irish music session here.
I've been trying to find the right way to balance world-concern with self-care. Not easy. It seems like over the course of one's life, the formula keeps changing.
I won't have internet access at all while I'm gone, so don't be offended if I don't reply to comments immediately. I wish you all well, and look forward to reading the probably hundreds of new postings that will appear in my bloglines account when I return!
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