A Day Off

If I sit there quietly, for long enough, they'll forget that I'm there and walk right up to me. Only disrupted by the errant passers-by, the herons and gulls wander around the beach, picking at freshly washed up scallops and bubbles in the sand. Snowbirds randomly dot the shores baking themselves in the sun and the cutest elderly couples hold hands, while wearing lovely straw hats and Bermuda shorts (they must be locals!). 


I'm forever grateful for having MLK day off. Perhaps that's not what it was intended for, but days off during the tri are few and far between. It's an opportunity to stretch out the weekend study schedule (just a wee bit) and give a last hurrah to guiltless goofing off. I chose to spend just a little bit of time at the beach. It's a good place to clear the head, reconnect, write a little bit, and try to catch up on the Vitamin D. For near-albinos like myself, only a few minutes will do, as many more gets me extra-crispy (with or without sunscreen). I have a nice rosy glow at the moment, as time got away from me and I spent about an hour out there (yikes!).

I try to make it a point to never take study materials with me to the beach. Some might think it'd be great to study there, but I've found it extremely important to keep at least one "space" sacred. That's one of mine. 


This week, even though it's a "short" week, there's a "quest" (that's a cross between a quiz and a test) in Cardio-Respiratory Physiology, and another of those scary diagram quizzes (I hope this one is as enlightening as the other was!) in Nutrition. I can't say I'm really looking forward to either one, but the whole studying process is when it all starts to make sense to me, the pieces of the puzzle come together, and all the links begin to form.

I look forward to solving many, MANY more puzzles over the next 13 weeks. It'll be over before I know it. Right now, it's a matter of putting the pieces together. Somehow I think the 5,000-piece puzzles will be easier (and less fun), than this.