Maybe the sensation that my shoulder is self-destructing is a small price to pay for the meditative aspects of swimming. Needed to do some laps today, but kept it nice and slow. Even if the benefits are worth the price, I have no problems fighting for a discount. I actually might have ended up with a freebie, but I won’t know for certain until tomorrow.

Frustrated sitting in a holding pattern, even though I haven’t flown commercially since 1998 or so. I need distractions and I need people to get back to me and I need things to come to pass. The inertia in what’s left of the brain is building up and needs an outlet that isn’t available right now. Maybe I should go the the zoo and watch the pandas for a while – they seem to have figured things out. Relax and wait for the next round of snacks. Except I’m not that good at being passive. Maybe I was once, but not now. I could watch the polar bears – they seem to know how to relax while still being able to get big and be tough when the time is right.  And fuzzy is good in some things.

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