For obvious things.

Ribeye, sauteed in garlic, soy, sriracha.
Green beans and bell pepper, ditto.
Greens.
Cabbage.
Carrots.
Tomato.
Avocado (1 whole).
Juice of one lemon, dash of olive oil, salt.
I need to do that more often.
Combine with an easy hour plus spontaneous recovery/exploration ride, and a healthily resolved argument with M, and you have a wholesome evening.
And a tiring one.
All the things that make getting out of bed worthwhile:
-my job and helping students a little each good day
-training for goals both immediate and remote
-the practice of doing little things right (like I know how)
-being a partner worthy of my wife and what she gives me
They’re all an agonizing pain, almost it sometimes seems more often than not. And that is why they are what they are. On rare days I can embrace one or more, climb inside, and look out at the world in amazement at what I have done. Quite frequently I have to force myself to not crawl away and hide, in the computer, or bed, or the TV (all tools of sloth and avoidance). And other days are like this one, where I can embrace one while uneasily holding another at arms length, eying things warily with balance more a joke than a thought.
I like writing this to you; remote friends give me cause to be as honest as I can be right now.
Sleep well.
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