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The second part of the trip, at Punta Leona, is going great so far. We have had some very nice talks, but mostly we have a lot of free time and I find myself doing enjoyable things and talking to scientists about how to be happy, how to have fulfilling relationships, how to plan a career in a way that's rewarding. I have also done some work, but not as much as I probably should have... I'm procrastinating because I have gotten pretty tired of this step, to be honest. I know I will get through it, but I am enjoying having a break.

On the way here, several of us went on a tour that went to the Poas volcano, the first active volcano I've visited, as well as a coffee-growing area that was very beautiful. Here there are several pools and beaches, so I've been swimming a lot and also lounging in nice areas to read. The food here is great, very delicious and a lot of options, and in the mornings there are capuchin monkeys who come to the breakfast area to steal the sugar from the tables. There are also a lot of iguanas and lizards around, some red macaws that nest in a tree near here, brown pelicans, many butterflies, that kind of thing. I went on a birdwatching hike yesterday, with a guide, and today did some ziplining and snorkeling. The ziplining was pretty fun, though someone brought their 3-year-old who freaked out in the middle when you couldn't get down.

The snorkeling, though, was amazing. I should have realized I would love it; I love to swim and experience natural beauty, and snorkeling is kind of like going for a hike underwater. I saw so many fish: tiny blue fish, tiny yellow fish, larger silver fish with neon spots, flat fish that live on the bottom, and a lot of damselfish of various hues. Several times I encountered a big group of senior sargent damselfish, yellow and blue and striped, and I would just swim around with them and feel this deep contentment. Swim swim swim, me and my fish friends.

After about an hour and a half of snorkeling, I was looking at some fish and heard this deep rumbling. I popped my head out of the water to find the snorkeling guide telling us to get to shore, because the rumbling was thunder from a big storm moving in. We all went in to shore, seeing as we went big bolts of lightning going into the water further out. This particular beach has a snack bar overlooking it, so we went up there and sat under a canopy watching the storm and having flan and mango juice. Yes, sometimes life is very good.

lake nummy

Jul. 9th, 2011 04:22 pm
clevermynnie: (smile)
I think I mentioned before how I was thinking about doing an open water race this summer, because I've been running very little and swimming a lot due to the heel pain (which is mostly gone at this point!). And then I thought about how I can't help attaching goals to hobbies, and it often stresses me out, and this summer is already crazy stressful for me. So what I ended up finding was an open water swimming clinic, in southern New Jersey at Lake Nummy (seriously), where they promised to teach a lot of open water swimming technique and also have a course set up at the end for you to swim. That's basically a low-key race plus information, and it was cheaper than the other races I'd found! So this morning I got up really early and drove to the lake.

In terms of information, it was actually really helpful. They gave a lot of tips about sighting and navigation, trying to figure out what things you will be able to see from the water level before you get in. And they showed how to lift your head up a little while breathing, to look vaguely forward, and that's way more efficient that the full head up thing I assumed was how you did it. Plus you can mostly keep your head down, even in cloudy water, which I didn't realize. And they explained that drifting to one side is often caused by stroke imbalance, so if you do that you can practice swimming with your eyes closed in a swimming pool with a focus on evenness between your two sides. Which was really interesting, although then I had basically no problem with drift. And we did drills on drafting behind someone, cutting across a group of swimmers, and generally swimming with a bunch of people around, and it wasn't as scary as I thought it would be. The coolest thing of all that we learned was a trick for going around buoys, where basically you drop your shoulder closest to the buoy, flip onto your back to do a single backstroke, then flip over again and now you've rounded the buoy. Really easy and clever.

I got a lot out of the tips, but I also didn't realize before going that most of the people there would be triathletes who were bad at swimming. I think the normal thing is to do a lot of running and biking growing up, and then be weaker at swimming, instead of being like me and learning to ride a bike at 25 after being on a few swim teams. So I was the weird person during introductions, "hi, I'm not training for anything because I'm moving soon, and I wanted some tips and then to swim in a lake!" They mentioned to us that wetsuits can lift your legs in the water, which is hydrodynamically better, and I am thinking to myself that your legs should already be lifted if you have good balance and your head is in the right place, and then they told us that wetsuits help bad swimmers more than they help good swimmers. Oh. (They also help keep you warm, but that is really not a problem here in the summer.) There was also a weird exchange when one of the other people asked the coaches what "the technique was called" where you lead your strokes with your hips, and then someone else said "Emergent swimming" or something silly-sounding like that, and I am thinking to myself "that's called the only right way to do it". I wonder if this is what running technique discussions sound like to longtime runners.

Anyway, at the end they had a quarter-mile course set up, and I managed to get 1.5 miles of continuous swim in before they took the buoys away! It was really fun and easy with the buoy, sighting, and head positioning tips they'd given us. Not much of that was swimming in a pack, because (this sounds so jerky) I was the fastest and also swam the longest, but it was so relaxing and enjoyable. The view when you're swimming somewhere scenic isn't quite as good as the view running somewhere scenic, but the feel of the water is so great. Even when algae is stuck to your hair afterward.

swimming

Jan. 7th, 2011 12:08 pm
clevermynnie: (smile)
My dad recently started swimming a lot, and while in running I feel I am constantly learning how not to manage my own workouts like a moron, in swimming I feel pretty confident designing workouts and giving tips. So I wrote up a long workout breakdown to him, about how I do workouts now (on admittedly not that much swimming), and also with a lot of workouts I wrote down when I was taking a swimming PE class in college. I thought it would be cool to put that here for anyone who is interested in swimming.

My current workouts:

Warm-up:
500 yards free
400 yards flutter kick with kickboard
300 yards pull

Work sets:

5x200 IM, on 20 seconds rest

more )

At the end of the workout I like to do 100-200 easy, and I often stretch when I get out of the pool. For all of the above workouts, you can scale the number of repeats based on the yardage you are currently capable of.

Also, I listed it with rest time in seconds... this is okay, but the better way to do it is on a time period, so that if you slow down you get less rest and your effort stays approximately constant. Here is how to find what time period makes sense: for example, with the 10x50 fast free on 10 seconds rest, do the first 3 fast (but not sprinting), with 10 seconds rest, and see how long it takes. Maybe your times would be 53 seconds, 55 seconds, 56 seconds. This suggests doing your 50s on 1:05, so try the next few on 1:05. Maybe then you get tired, realize you went out too fast, so around 50 #7 and #8 you are not quite making 1:05. Do the last couple on 1:10, and next time try doing them all on 1:10 and see if you can be consistent. That's the process for figuring out good times for sets, which of course vary based on stroke, effort, tiredness, etc.

A few college workouts (includes varying pace, time trials, and 33-yard distances because of a weird pool):

500 warmup
8*75 25 kick 50 swim free
6*100 descending
12*25 fast choice (IM)
300 cooldown

Read more... )

swimming

Jan. 11th, 2010 04:58 pm
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I have a running buddy who wants to do a triathlon but hasn't swum much in the last several years. Today we went to the pool together and I tried to explain some basics of good freestyle technique... I haven't really coached swimming before, especially for a triathlete, but I have certainly been coached a lot and it's an interesting challenge. It's hard not to overload the person on tips when I have so much useful information I could impart!

If I were going to try to put swimming technique into a framework, for freestyle (crawl) at least, it would probably be best expressed as a network of ideas... in outline form, the stroke consists of:

1. Pulling, i.e. the thing you do with your arms
a. exerting a burst of force from your shoulders
b. grabbing the water efficiently so that the force propels you forward
c. entering the water without splashing
d. rotating through the shoulders so that you are always on your side
e. can be worked on individually using a pull-buoy
f. can use paddles to improve strength, although they are bad for the shoulders
g. aim for a minimal number of powerful pulls
2. Kicking, i.e. the thing you do with your legs
a. quad/hamstring power generates constant, even force
b. relaxed lower legs and feet
c. feet shouldn't leave the water unless you are all-out sprinting, since it's inefficient
d. rotating through the hips so that you are always on your side
e. can be worked on individually using a kickboard
f. can use fins to improve strength
g. aim for consistent kicking that is easy to do for a long time
3. Body flight, i.e. the positioning of your body in the water as you swim
a. more about balance than force; having good balance and positioning allows you to use the force you generate from 1&2 effectively
b. body should be perfectly straight, level in the water, head down, like a human canoe (this can be drilled)
c. good extended streamline is important (http://cdn-www.expertvillage.com/showImage.aspx?site=21&fn=freestyle-swimming-streamline.jpg)
d. overall body position should not change when you rotate
e. can be worked on in the water using canoe drills or balancing feet down in the deep end
f. requires core strength which can be worked on in dryland exercises
g. aim for perfect hydrodynamics
 
Swimming in triathlons is a little weird though, since it's very crowded and one usually swims head-up to see where one is going. (I don't know this from experience, although I have watched the swimming leg of triathlons.) Putting your head up completely destroys the balance #3 is all about, although you still get some rotation and streamline. But as far as I can tell, triathletes don't like the swimming leg because they have bad technique and so swimming often exhausts them, which is bad when you finish a swim and still need to do a run and a bike race. So if I can just teach better technique (balance, economy) and work on endurance, then my friend will do fine.

(Yes, what I really ought to be doing is applying this to my own abandoned bike-riding.)
clevermynnie: (see us waving)
I had to do this one because it's fun to know what your friends associate you with, especially a friend you lived with for years.

1. Comment to this post and I will give you 5 subjects/things I associate you with.
2. Then post this in your LJ and elaborate on the subjects given.

[livejournal.com profile] chih associates me with these five things:


1. cinnamon

Cinnamon is my favorite spice. There, I said it. When a recipe calls for a measure of cinnamon, I put in a heaping measure of cinnamon, usually 2-3 times as much as is called for. I used to make cinnamon buns and triple the filling. My oatmeal cookies have cinnamon (and its partner spices in crime) galore. I recently made some couscous stuffing which was heavy on the cinnamon and orange blossom water, and it was amazing. I would also like to smell like cinnamon all the time, if I could.

And it is such a beautiful word! And such a lovely warm and spicy flavor, and so diversely useful. Cinnamon cinnamon cinnamon!

2. Claire and Henry DeTamble

These are the main characters of The Time Traveler's Wife, which I read recently but I think Chih read before me. It is an interestingly constructed book which is about two people who are deeply, deeply in love and the course of their life together (under somewhat bizarre circumstances). I'm hoping this means I am associated with twue wuve. :)

3. hair diffuser

I have hair which is very nice but rather picky. It's midway between curly and wavy, and it's suggestible, so if I put it in a bun after showering it'll stay mostly straight, but if it dries curly it's hard to mash the curls out. And yet said curls are delicate, and can be turned into a 'fro easily! If I am making an effort to have amazing hair, which I occasionally do, I use a diffuser (this one, in black) to dry it quickly while maintaining the curls. If I air dry it, that kind of works but sometimes the curls get more stretched out from the weight of the hair. I used to take showers at night, actually, and sometimes my hair looked beautiful in the morning from drying on the pillow around me; other times it looked wretched and half-flat, and then I put it in a ponytail. I think the last time I used my diffuser was at my wedding.

4. "Leaving on a Jet Plane" song

That song should make anyone who's been in a long-distance relationship cry a little. It was sung a capella at my wedding, which was wonderful and I wrote about already (the last paragraph and photo). And I used to sing it at karaoke a lot. And thinking about it is making me tear up a little again. Why did I write about this while Ben is out of town?

5. swimming

This is like cinnamon, in that I can enthuse about it endlessly. I love the way it feels to be in the water, moving so freely with the water carrying away the heat, tiredness, grime, or stress of a bad day. It is meditative and thoughtful the way running is, and though the view is worse the sensation is better. And it is very good for you! I have met a lot of people who swam after getting injured in another sport, but swimming is no-impact and the only thing you can do to hurt yourself is mess up your shoulders by using paddles too much. When I see water I want to be in it, so for me a beach trip is wasted unless I swam, and I love going into rivers and lakes and ponds. This is probably why I made my entire bachelorette party go into a glacial lake with me at midnight the night before my wedding. It was great!

underwater

Oct. 3rd, 2008 01:28 pm
clevermynnie: (al fresco)
I finally got back on my normal workout schedule; it was a bit off due to squeezing in a warmup long run, so for the last two weeks I just ran and didn't do the cross-training I normally do, which is weights and swimming. But yesterday I went to the campus pool, at the gym which is normally my only access to a scale. I sort of expected to have gained weight on the honeymoon, which you'll understand if you reread that long entry on Turkish food that I wrote, but I was pleasantly surprised to find myself weighing more or less the same as when I left (almost a pound lighter, but that's within a reasonable fluctuation I think). This is also good because running makes you hungry, and you aren't supposed to do any diet restrictions while training for a marathon, but I had wondered if I would gain weight doing that. Guess not! Maybe I will make another pie and more chocolate sauce.

After that happy surprise, getting into the pool and swimming felt really good. I expected to be sore afterwards in my upper body, as I often am if I take a break from swimming, but I felt great. I later realized this made sense, because actually I swam quite a bit in Turkey. Read more... )

I hope that someday I live by a nice, outdoors place to swim.
clevermynnie: (al fresco)
I'm standing on rough white plastic, looking down at the bright aqua of the pool. I have to watch my balance, because the starting block is sloped forward towards the water, and it's easy to get careless and fall off. I'm a little bit nervous; I'm at swimming practice, and we're doing sprints with racing starts. A start off the block isn't that hard, once you know how to do it, but it has been at least five years since I last did one. What if I've forgotten somehow? What if I fall in early or slap onto the surface of the water or dive in at too steep an angle? I know I'll be slow, and I'm okay with that, but I'm worried about screwing up the easy part.

"Swimmers, take your marks!"

I bend over, right foot forward, toes curled over the edge of the block, hands down, shoulders flexed and waiting. I stare down at the water.

"Go!"

My arms swing forward and my legs extend; I tuck my head under and slice through the surface of the water. And suddenly a part of me wakes up, hearing the sound of the water roaring in my ears, and inside something primal is shouting, surging. Countless memories of races at swim meets awake in my muscles, pushing, shouting GO! My skin tingles from the suddenness of the water and its force as it pushes around me, and I hear a voice with no words desperately urging me, GO! I don't even hear it so much as feel it, know it, GO! My muscles are loose and fluid and my hands break the streamline and pull, and I feel weightless, slick, smooth. The impact echoes in my ears and my mind shouts GO! and my body is gone.

extras

Sep. 13th, 2006 02:07 pm
clevermynnie: (I see beauty)
I'm joining a student-run club swim team here. The practice times are kind of weird, apparently because the university decides who can use the pool when. It seems nice--laid-back--and there are actually meets at times, which is something I miss. I also checked out the practice rooms here, for piano. I was surprised to find that the music department actually doesn't maintain any practice rooms. The easiest ones to use are run by the student union, and are hidden under Irvine Auditorium, which is like Zellerbach at Berkeley. There aren't very many, only about ten, but they're open the whole time the student union is open, which is 6 AM to 1 AM. Awesome.

Apparently the two most popular places to hike around here are Valley Forge and Wissahickon Park, or more generally Fairmount Park. We really need to get out and see those places one of these weekends. I also want to visit the Morris Arboretum sometime. And go to Independence National Historic Park, though it sounds like we'll save that for when Joao and Gersende visit.

Every day to get to campus I walk over the South Street bridge, from which one has a beautiful view of downtown Philadelphia. It's especially wonderful at night, on crisp nights like last night. I am anxiously awaiting fall and the colors changing. :)
clevermynnie: (al fresco)
Writing a paper is great for your career, sure. But I'm discovering the many differences between a conference paper and a journal paper. So far, the biggest difference is that my coauthors all want to edit and discuss my journal paper, but on the slowest timescale possible. Like, glacial. Like, a rug on valium. Every person who wants to give advice takes at least a week, if not more, to get on the ball enough to read it. And as my dad pointed out, these are busy and important people, who probably see it as them doing me a favor. And really, they are, because the irritation is worth it in the end. But it's so colossally slow.

I went to swimming this morning for the first time in a couple of weeks. Recently, I've become very aware of this brief period of semi-freedom, how now that I'm accepted to graduate school, I'm free to do what I want for a while and my obligations have greatly lessened. Granted, the original obligations were self-imposed, but it's still a great sense of freedom. I'm so used to the feeling that there's something I want to do that's not overly productive, like read or watch Farscape or go out to eat with friends, but if I do choose to do it I have that guilty feeling that I should be doing something else, and I'm being irresponsible. That feeling is still there a little bit, out of habit, but it's fading fast. Likewise, things like swimming and piano, which I did during my exile in order to keep my sanity and have kept them up, are no longer obligations and have sort of returned to their role as something I do because I enjoy it. It makes when I do practice rewarding instead of just a reprieve from guilt.

Also, wherever I go I'll really miss the Monterey Market. I've gotten so addicted to the quality and price of produce there. I got a really nice pineapple there for $2, a pound of dates for $2, et cetera et cetera, just yesterday. Yum.

winter

Nov. 29th, 2005 07:46 am
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It's cold and rainy out, and dark quite a bit. The downside of this is that even though I got up for swimming this morning, I couldn't bring myself to go out in the cold to swim outside. I may try an evening workout instead. But the upside is that I felt so guilty about not going swimming that I finally wrote my first draft of my statement of purpose.

I hope that by telling you my goal is to finish three applications by the end of this week, I'll actually get it done.
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I'm confronted with a lot of nearby deadlines for things that I don't particularly want to do, which has led to a general sort of malaise. On top of that, I'm staving off anxiety as always about graduate school and my relationship with Ben, and I guess the result is that most of the stuff I have to spend my time on now doesn't seem to be the things I care about. This mainly comes from having to study so much for the physics GRE, and now my midterm tomorrow. I'm doing well in my QM class, so far, which feels great, but I need to maintain that. And oh god, I really need to start writing grad school apps.

I don't have much time for swimming, which sucks because I don't feel as good and I can't eat as much, and I barely have time for piano, which I really want now after gran'dad's death. I eke out time talking to Ben and seeing my friends, with the feeling that I shouldn't be doing it the whole time.

So I guess the summary is, I feel the same way I did last year around this time, but only a tenth as desperate.

On the plus side, Thanksgiving is soon, and that'll be relaxing. And I'm looking forward to some opera hopefully this week, a Regina Carter concert at Yoshi's on Friday, and hiking with Jessica (hopefully, again) on Saturday. Nonetheless, I'm trying really hard not to feel unhappy and just tell myself that it'll change soon.
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1. The movie Weekend, which is a Jean-Luc Godard film. Watched it with Ron tonight and man... very weird. Good, certainly, but weird. Probably at the top of my list of weirdest movies of all time.

2. I found out that one of the people from my short fiction class with Loewinsohn is in the PAC-10 issue of Playboy. This is very strange to me.

3. My freestyle is too slow. Too damn slow, I say.

4. If a popular physics book is written by someone who's a physicist, rather than a journalist, it is generally not understandable or absorbable by laypeople. But they are absorbable to me, I'm finding, and they're really interesting. It's a shame that most of them are about cool theoretical ideas that I really wouldn't want to work on.

5. I was looking at a Mozart Sonata today, to see if I wanted to play it, and it was prominently featured in Weekend. Weeeeird.
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I joined swimming at what was probably the perfect time of year to join swimming: right at the summer solstice. I would get up, see that it was fairly light out, and get ready for swimming. I'd walk there, and as I did my laps, the sun would break over the Berkeley hills and fall in gleaming shafts into the water, illuminating the swimmers, the bubbles from someone's over-splashy kick. And when I showered and left to start my day, it was beautiful out. And I'm realizing now that as we amble into autumn, it will only get less pleasant. It's nearly completely dark when I get up, and while you could still consider my walk to work as being some sort of early-morning twilight, pretty soon it will just get dark. Soon it will matter that the lights in the Strawberry Canyon pool are broken, because soon we won't be able to see where we're swimming without them. And it doesn't help that Berkeley is experiencing weather reminiscent of November: cold, cloudy, gray. I also don't want to imagine how it will be walking that half-hour walk in the rain.

On the plus side, I've never swum laps under the stars. Maybe I'll get to.

The swimming itself is increasingly fun. I'm trying to work my way up to every day; this week I should hit four days. For some reason, getting up so early isn't as hard now. My weak points are improving, though I wish I could use the RSF to lift weights and increase my upper body strength. See, at this point, I'm a somewhat slow puller relative to others (which is an improvement from the beginning of the summer), and a very fast kicker. Which means my freestyle is somewhere in the middle. It's very good to have a fast kick, for sure, but you can get much more speed out of a fast pull. My backstroke still dominates, which is very nice.

And I had my first piano lesson since May today, with Martha. I really love her as a piano teacher, and also as a good person. I'm still working on that Liszt, which I sweat I will finish this semester. But I wanted something else to work on, not immensely difficult but not really easy, so I brought in some Chopin from the music library and asked her to help me find something. Almost immediately she turned me towards Chopin's Impromptu No. 1, which I may have heard before, but not played live. It's an extremely interesting and beautiful piece, so that'll be something else to work on. I was also really gratified when I was sight-reading and she said that my instinct for musicality was really impressive, and that I'd improved a lot in how well I read weird accidentals and strange melodies, which is definitely a result of having worked on the Liszt. That really made me feel good, mainly because I sometimes have the feeling that I'm going nowhere with the Liszt, simply because it's such a difficult and long piece, really technically challenging, and it takes time to work on. So it's good to think that I'm getting things from it, and I really do think I can finish this semester, if I keep making time for it.

I also had a cool experience listening to something new: the third symphony of Henryk Gorecki. I just want to say that if any of you ever get the chance to hear it or pick up a copy, do. It's fantastic and very moving.
clevermynnie: (see us waving)
It's funny, the last week of the summer semester, I was unhappy. Freaking out about my class, my friends, feeling alone, and wondering if the entire next year would be like that. I said something like, 'I feel like I've done everything to get around the grad school thing, even waited for time to pass, but it's still there and nothing has changed'. Four months, I thought, and this is how far I got? It was like there was a me that had only just found out, in great shock and pain, who was walking everywhere behind me. Mostly I was aware of her peripherally, but if I turned away for too long, she'd tug at my sleeve and her touch was numbing, was blinding. I was starting to feel like I'd never get rid of her.

But then my final came and went, and I went home. I saw people I hadn't seen in a long time, and made it through the somewhat moving and somewhat awful visit to my grandparents, and spent a lot of time with my parents and a few close friends. And I was starting to feel better, to feel focused on the moment. I had felt for a long time that the only reason I was dealing with grad school was because I avoided thinking about it, but I had this moment in the car with Ben where I realized that even if I turned my entire mind to it, it seemed commonplace, something that had happened a long time ago. And then when I found out about the A and had that day of good things, can you imagine, good things happening to me... well, that helped a lot.

Being back in Berkeley is much easier. My job is still a bit frustrating, mainly because of hardware problems, and I still have another semester of quantum to go, but everything is brighter now that I got that one part of the task done. I talked to Rich Muller, my physics advisor who was so helpful in encouraging my thesis and talking to me about what to do next. He was very kind, again, and supportive, and happy about the A. I gave him a copy of my thesis and he insisted that I sign it for him. I also talked to Natalie, who is leaning more and more towards sending me to that IEEE conference in Puerto Rico in October, which would completely rock and would also mean a publication. And on Tuesday, I did a presentation for this small journal group I'm in, like 5 people, that was 40 minutes or so on CCD basics. It's not a huge deal, but I felt really good about it and how well I could explain it. It felt good to do, and good to get comments on afterwards.

My time is nicer too. It still feels busy, but I'm used to mornings of swimming, piano, and then lecture, and then home and to work. Ben comes up on the weekends and we have this thing now, of going somewhere (Lake Anza, Point Reyes, campus, Wildcat Canyon, etc.) and taking a hunk of cheese, a loaf of bread, a sausage, and some wine, and having a picnic. It's fantastic; I love it. I especially loved swimming in Lake Anza last weekend. I can really feel my love of swimming growing as I feed it, and it's turning into this new thing of wanting to swim in large bodies of water. I don't know how useful this is, though. :P

I have to admit that in terms of news, I've put up a shield. I get these times when I feel so connected to the world, to everything, that I'm either very happy and reveling in beauty, or unspeakably sad. I try to protect myself, at times, from what I feel is a case of my personal empathy drowning my own self in waves of compassion or tragedy. So while I feel a little bad writing this entry without mentioning Katrina, etc., I have to admit that I try not to think about it. I sympathize a lot with what [livejournal.com profile] bookworm_myrtle said, about 9-11 killing you all at once, and then this. It feels as though tragedies increase, though probably I'm just becoming increasingly aware of them. And when they are too heavy for me, I try to embrace them and then move on, operate orthogonally so that they're part of the landscape, rather than a crushing burden.

I wonder if that makes sense.
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My day today was really good... I wish it were representative of how my days in general were, on average.

6:20-6:40 Get up, have breakfast
6:40-7:10 Walk to swimming
7:10-8:10 Butterfly workout (I wouldn't want that every day, though)
8:10-8:30 Shower, get dressed
8:30-8:40 Walk to Morrison
8:40-9:30 Play piano
9:30-11:00 Quantum mechanics lecture
11:00-11:30 Walk home, hang up swimming stuff and change
11:30-6:30 Work!
6:30-10:00 Make chicken stock, call mom, watch 24, study quantum for test on Thursday

Ugh, midterm. And just when KOTOR was picking up!

catchup

Jun. 20th, 2005 04:31 pm
clevermynnie: (see us waving)
I'm at the weird part of this year, where things start to get very different from how they've been before.

I'm having a very good time in SCAM. The workouts are well-written, and generally include some stroke work, some pulling and kicking, and some free. I can really feel the improvement, and they're also just enjoyable. Right now I'm leading the 1:40 lane (the lanes are organized by what time you can use as a base for repeating 100s freestyle) and hoping to move up to the 1:30 lane soon. I'm not colossally fast for the lane I'm in, but pretty soon I should be fast enough to hold my own in the 1:30 lane, and I think once I'm there I'll improve more rapidly. The walk to SCAM, which is half an hour and uphill, is starting to feel more routine, as is getting up at 6:15.

Work goes down to part-time starting this week. I'm a little nervous about work because I've only been promised a job through the end of the summer, and I really want it for longer. It's giving me too much anxiety, I think. Everything that I'm actually working on is going great.

Went to the first class for first-semester quantum today. This is going to be hard... not because of the material, but because of the hangups I have now. I have to forget that I've already taken this class. I have to forget what it cost me. I have to forget everything other than that I really have to know this material, both to ace the class and to do better on the physics GRE. And most important, I have to not get offended when someone's explaining the Bohr model to me, and I have to keep my jaw from dropping when someone asks if the changes in energy levels due to electron-proton mass differences are anything like the changes in energy levels due to the Zeeman effect.

The Zeeman effect? Come on, man. Gah.

On the plus side, Steph is coming to visit starting tonight, and Ben is all moved in to Foster City, and started his job today. I read this book that really made me smile, called Peace is Every Step by Thich Nhat Hanh. It's always good to read a book and realize, ah, I needed this.

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