Today was what I like to think of a day of victory.
On the writing side, I bashed out over two thousand words. In a mere two hours. I took my laptop to the park near the Admiralty House museum on base and sat in the shade and just slipped into the zone. It was good but reality did come calling.
On the professional side, I passed my Naval Engineering Indoctrination board. Actually I passed it last Wednesday, but I'm including it here because I feel pretty good about the whole weekend. Since it's my blog, I can do that. :-)
I even tried an experiment when I did my workout today. I've been reading about the concept of 'barefoot running' lately. Now, you must know, normally I hate running. Can't stand it. It's too slow (and I admit I'm no sprinter) compared to my beloved bicycle or inline skates, it's too boring unless you can find a trail to run, and frankly, it tends to hurt. After a friend sent a few articles about running barefoot, using the body's natural running stance (more of a midfoot hit rather than a heel hit), and looking at some interesting shoes (Vibram Five Fingers - www.vibramfivefingers.com, not endorsing, just passing the interest), I decided to try the whole idea out. I went to the track over by the base hospital and spent the first ten minutes of my run barefoot (on the grassy part, not interested in the gravel portion, thanks), then put shoes back on and continued for the remainder.
Observations; I found that the barefoot stance was more natural, and wasn't as jarring as a heel hit that one uses with a more traditional running shoe. I definitely used some muscles that haven't been used much lately (hello calf muscles!), but it was very interesting. I can honestly say it didn't suck as much as I find running normally does. That said, the track was still boring. I'd be interesting to try a trail, but would want some shoes and before I actually lay out money for these odd 'foot-gloves' I think I'll continue my experiment for a while.
The benefit of running for me is that in the military, it's an easy piece of kit (i.e. shoes) to take with you, and you can do it anywhere, from a treadmill to a flight deck.
Add to all of that some laundry done and I think I'm going to toast myself with a nice, cold beer. Tomorrow is another day, and another good one for writing. Now if only it wasn't so thrice-cursedly hot.