5-day weekend
Apr. 22nd, 2003 12:56 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
iamomB's clinics were cancelled Thursday, and she had Friday and Monday off for Easter, so we had a 5-day weekend this weekend. The weather was great, so much enjoyment had all round. Except for Z, who had a bad cold and also only last night recovered from the strange separation anxiety she developed after her first session at daycare last week -- she was a bad sleeper all weekend, but a hell of a lot of fun during the days.
So Z's back at daycare today, but just for a half-day today and tomorrow, and then a full day Thursday. She bloody hates it there; or rather, she digs it if I'm right there beside her, and raises unholy hell as soon as I leave. Poor little munchkin. I know that many babies and parents who use daycare have to go through this process though, so it's understandable. Hopefully she'll get used to those guys pretty soon and it won't be so traumatic for her.
So while she's there, I'm supposed to be at home working. It continues to feel strange to work on work stuff instead of baby and home stuff, but I'm sure I'll get used to it soon enough. I've also been continuing to read Everyday Zen by Charlotte Joko Beck, and while I continue to enjoy it quite a bit, I've been struck by the feeling lately that what she wrote in that book isn't directed to me personally. I understand and appreciate what she's saying (and the concepts are great ones to be used in teaching), but I don't feel like her teaching is speaking to me personally right now. I'm going through a phase where no teaching of any kind feels like it's speaking to me personally. Rather, it feels like a period of personal practice, meditation and contemplation that aren't directly related to any book, method or teaching. I guess that's how it's supposed to be at certain times of our lives, though.
I have felt a small yearning to turn towards poetry or art (or music, I suppose) to express what I'm feeling about life and philosophy right now, but I'm too busy with other things to sit down and figure that out at the moment. I'm just spending my spiritual time in between the moments trying to make sure that I'm staying present, and grounded, and fully here. It has been going great in that respect for awhile now.
Totally loving the new workout routine, too. I'm blasting each muscle group once a week and also doing several strong cardio sessions each week. I also found a short triathlon here in town that takes place next month, and I'm considering giving it a try. I can do each of those distances individually, but I'm going to try and string them together this weekend to see how well I do. With those distances, I think I'd swim 750 metres in about 25 minutes; cycle 20 km in about 40 minutes; and run 5 km in about 40 minutes. I may end up finishing dead last, who knows, but it would be great to be able to do it, anyway.
So Z's back at daycare today, but just for a half-day today and tomorrow, and then a full day Thursday. She bloody hates it there; or rather, she digs it if I'm right there beside her, and raises unholy hell as soon as I leave. Poor little munchkin. I know that many babies and parents who use daycare have to go through this process though, so it's understandable. Hopefully she'll get used to those guys pretty soon and it won't be so traumatic for her.
So while she's there, I'm supposed to be at home working. It continues to feel strange to work on work stuff instead of baby and home stuff, but I'm sure I'll get used to it soon enough. I've also been continuing to read Everyday Zen by Charlotte Joko Beck, and while I continue to enjoy it quite a bit, I've been struck by the feeling lately that what she wrote in that book isn't directed to me personally. I understand and appreciate what she's saying (and the concepts are great ones to be used in teaching), but I don't feel like her teaching is speaking to me personally right now. I'm going through a phase where no teaching of any kind feels like it's speaking to me personally. Rather, it feels like a period of personal practice, meditation and contemplation that aren't directly related to any book, method or teaching. I guess that's how it's supposed to be at certain times of our lives, though.
I have felt a small yearning to turn towards poetry or art (or music, I suppose) to express what I'm feeling about life and philosophy right now, but I'm too busy with other things to sit down and figure that out at the moment. I'm just spending my spiritual time in between the moments trying to make sure that I'm staying present, and grounded, and fully here. It has been going great in that respect for awhile now.
Totally loving the new workout routine, too. I'm blasting each muscle group once a week and also doing several strong cardio sessions each week. I also found a short triathlon here in town that takes place next month, and I'm considering giving it a try. I can do each of those distances individually, but I'm going to try and string them together this weekend to see how well I do. With those distances, I think I'd swim 750 metres in about 25 minutes; cycle 20 km in about 40 minutes; and run 5 km in about 40 minutes. I may end up finishing dead last, who knows, but it would be great to be able to do it, anyway.
