I love blue flowers.Busy bee. These are pics from William CCBC, Calgary.Oh, and there is William.
Slowly getting back to my schedule and routine. Half a dozen things are calling for me for help here at the ranch. Ok, OK, I’m coming.
Just got done with my Monday morning walk. No one came but I needed the time alone to sort so good thing. I am reminded at times like this of the balance between just enough things going on and the dreaded state of being overwhelmed by projects and happenings of the day. Keeping in that zone between boredom and overload is really my job.
There were some major things that happened over the weekend that I need to digest and write about. But that is for tomorrow or after. I bumped into some major personalities and ideas. What to do with them?
Everything today is going to get just a little attention and then I must move on. So sorry. I love this blog and you know that but have to go for now. Keep walking loves, Felipé.
OK, got ‘er done. On the plane heading out of Orlando. Our event went well. We had maybe 75 professionals and students involved with different aspects of sports medicine. Not a huge group but an enthusiastic one. All pumped after four days of get together. I hope that we capped it all off for them.
Shari and I had a good time meeting folks and drinking a few wines in the process. We put some big pieces of the puzzle together for the future. We are right where we should be advocating exercise as a form of medicine. This is what it looks like presently.
But as usual I am looking forward to getting back to the ranch. I want to check out the corn and see what it looks like. Maybe it grew another inch. It is trying to stay ahead of the deer chomping on it. Ah, and there is Mass in the morning. Oh, I could call Catherine for a ride before the plane takes off.
So, I am reading Henriette’s book Putting Your Heart On Paper on the plane. I have an aisle seat because I am wanting a quick exit to the restroom if needed. The food cart goes by me and I don’t get anything because I still have jerky and corn chips in my pack, I’m good. Then the drink lady comes and I remember Shari gave me some drink vouchers before I left and I said well let’s see how they work. So I am making eye contact with the drink hostess and I ask if I may have a white wine and she says you may. Ah, good deal.
She was checking out my Henriette’s book and I told her a friend wrote it. And she said something about writing a poem once in a while. And I said yea I just started writing poetry recently after seventy years. The plane was awful noisy and I don’t know if she was fantasizing or whether she was taking about a poet she ran into on the plane. And she went on about writing poetry, getting a blog going and gathering up some followers and buying a mossy house on Whidbey Island. I’m goin yea, yea. And I say wait a minute I have a blog, a few followers and a mossy house on Vashon, pretty close. I had a feeling I could be living the dream!
Well, there you have it. A high day was had by all from one coast to the other. Love you mossy folks, Felipé.
It’s still early here in Orlando before the fray. Shari is here to guide me around the day or part of the day. We actually fly out this afternoon and get back to our own lives.
We are pretty much meeting and greeting this whole morning and then we have the showing just after lunch.
Beside all this I wanted to take the time to give a book report on a book that I finished on the plane yesterday. I had all day to sit and the book was perfect to keep me occupied. This is It’s Not About the Hair And Other Certainties About Life & Cancer by Debra Jarvis. Debra had come last week to walk Phil’s Camino along with three other ladies associated with oncology in Seattle. Debra was a chaplain for years at Seattle Cancer Care Alliance.
It was a very engaging account of happenings with cancer patients in her work as an outpatient chaplain. Then the kicker is she developed a case of breast cancer and lived through the process herself from the other side. It is all very personal and funny, serious and universal at the same time. I am so glad that this came into my life at this moment. It is a spark, an inspiration. Thanks Debra for all your work on this.
Well, time to jump up and make sense of my gear and get out to search for some coffee. It looks like another beautiful day here in Orlando. I’m keeping the heat and humidity behind glass myself as I flit from one venue to the next. OK, break a leg Felipé!
Right here right now I am writing this on the bus in honor of Cris CSABC. She does a lot of writing on the bus down there. Do they drive on the right side of the road or the wrong side? Just wondered. It is bumpy and jerky. Man this takes special talent. Maybe I could get used to it.
Flying to Orlando today to be at the American College of Sport’s Medicine annual get together. We have a showing tomorrow of Phil’s Camino and then the QandA for 45 minutes. And will have some time to mingle with folks before and after.
And it’s all about making connections this weekend. Shari from our distribution company has been there for a few days setting things up for me. She is my handler for this event. I could get used to this treatment.
Well, OK I have experienced the writing on the bus. And look we are at the airport. We are supposed to have wifi on the plane so will be back to you then. Well the plane wifi didn’t happen but here I am at the hotel at a little after midnight. and there is wifi here for guests.
I had some food and drink with Shari and Randy a minute ago and we will be up early in the morning to have breakfast with the president of this outfit. Getting to meet some of the folks. There are something like five thousand professionals here involved with some aspect of sports medicine. Our showing is a special added on feature to this whole shindig on the last day. So we are currently guessing at how many folks will show up.
But we are ready and willing to do our best. Sorry this was such a long drawn out post today but it covered three thousand miles. As Steve-O CNWBC says, “We never close!”
