I’m not sure if it’s kidney stone related, work related, or just a garden-variety midlife crisis, but I’m having a hard time getting my bearings this past week. Spent an hour in the canoe this morning; that was pretty great. I’m going to do that as much as I can manage for a while.
Re-signed up for another year at the Canoe Club last night. This is pretty region-specific, but I’m going to ramble about it for a minute.
It’s a great setup. For about 100 years, there’s been a club of, well, canoeists (now with kayakers). Decades ago they had the foresight to lease space from the city for a boathouse down by the shore, and offer low-cost canoe/kayak storage (I store a canoe there). More importantly, they have “open paddles” from 6-8 p.m. on certain weeknights in the warm months.
One of my goals for this year is to get out on the water more . I have a terrible feeling that if I look at around this time last year I also said the same thing and failed to do so. But maybe — in the context of a no-game month, and a commitment to just getting out of the house more in general — this will be a good year for that.