Twelve Miles
More than three days in, and I’m still on track. It helps that I’ve been keeping busy: last night we did a short interactive taiko show before Tao‘s performance in Galveston, and today we had an extra long practice to prepare for our trip to Hidalgo next weekend.
As a result, I hurt. All over really, but mostly in my back, shoulders, and arms. And I’m exhausted. I might skip dinner and go straight to bed. I know, poor me, getting to spend so much time doing something I love.
In the near future I’ll have hours and hours of newly-freed-up time to spend on taiko because at the end of last week I resigned from journal. My paper was so far behind that things were getting ridiculous, and my best option was to make a clean break of it. No hard feelings on either side, I don’t think. After I finish up a few assignments next week, I’ll be done.
In some sense (okay, in many senses), resigning from journal is a failure, but right now it feels amazing. I did enjoy the cite-checking and editing parts of journal from time to time, but it has been a huge drain on my time and energy. I can’t wait to put that extra energy back into the things I really care about: taiko, law school, and my family and friends (not necessarily in that order).
Someone stole my bike today. I only had a cable lock on it, and it was sitting outside in my carport at the apartment, so this was bound to happen eventually, but it still makes me sad. Ten years I had that bike. Boo bike thief.
I’m not witty today; I only have the energy to tell it like it is. It’s a good tired, but tired nonetheless.
The Tao show, by the way, was incredible. They have the best costumes I’ve ever seen on a taiko group: enormous flowing skirts. We all agreed afterward that their songs weren’t catchy, but their technical skill and visual impact were impressive, and they threw in just enough humor to keep the show light and fun. Bravo.
Tags: journal, law school, priorities, self-discipline, sore, taiko, Tao
