What I mean is that today I am rather proud of myself!
This evening I went on a seven kilometer hike. I know that walking a bit over four miles might not sound like much, and to most people it isn’t much, but for me it was really hard. When I see people out and about walking, walking up stairs especially, sometimes I forget that this is something that everyone can do and for a moment I am absolutely amazed at what I’m seeing around me. I might as well be surrounded by people levitating. But today I felt like I was levitating. Admittedly when I stopped at the bookstore that was at my halfway point I just about threw up in the store which would have taken a bit of my glow away, but I survived. And yes, it was painful beyond painful, but hey, these days, what isn’t? Point is that I made it and I feel pretty good about it. Tomorrow I’ll be cursing my decision I’m sure, but not yet, and it makes me feel good that I still will have the strength to have some fun with Caitlin and Nefarious at the end of the month in Cozumel.
Update/The Next Morning: Ooooooohhhhhhh…… what was I thinking……?
Oh, and you know how I was almost caught in the middle of a three car collision a few nights ago when some asshole came flying through the red light? Well today when I was crossing that exact same intersection the same craziness almost happened again! As I step into the intersection, a truck comes flying through the red light right in front of me. The only difference was that he honked his horn the whole time. As if that makes it OK, or safer. No accident today, but it could have very easily gone the other way. It does emphasize though that you have to be vigilant. As safe as you may be yourself, you always have to worry about the fools that are not.
As other Torontonians know — and perhaps more thanks to the death junkie media obsessing over it — a pregnant woman with a young child at home was killed down the street from me was killed by a truck. On my walk today, right after almost being hit by a reckless driver for the second time in a week, I passed by the memorial. Every time I’ve been past during the day there have been media there and sometimes large crowds of mourners, but this evening other than a soul biker it was deserted.
If I understand correctly what happened, a big truck (perhaps from the chocolate factory around the corner) was turning left, and the bike, also turning left pulled up to the turning truck and sat in his right side blind spot). The truck, not knowing she was there, turned the corner, and of course ran her over. Extremely unfortunate and sadly easy to see coming in hindsight. On one hand, she should have known better, but on the other hand, she was in a dedicated bike lane so it’s completely understandable how the mistake could be made. Needlessly sad. Just unfortunate all around, and it emphasizes what I said earlier that it’s extremely important to always be vigilant and assume that the vehicles around you are going to break the rules and make mistakes. I am an admittedly fast and aggressive driver, but I am also extremely experienced, capable, and safe. But I don’t kid myself — I can only control my end of the equation, and no matter how competent I am, if the people around me are bad drivers — and boy oh boy are there a lot of bad drivers — then there is nothing I can do to make them behave safely. So I do my best to be pathologically paranoid about what’s going on around me.
On to more pleasant things.
Today I finished off some of the key chains and other little lost wax projects I’ve been “doodling” while watching TV. They’re just quick sculptures that I made out of soft wax and scrap crystals (which I got from hitting larger geode-type arrays with a hammer — amethyst and citrine if I remember right), cast in pewter of course. So let me share a whack of pictures with you (and as I claim every time, “the pictures don’t do them justice”… they’re quite cute):
The amulet on the right above is a fluorite crystal by the way. In the pictures below, those are the front and back of the same piece — the only one that doesn’t have a stone embedded by the way. All of them are currently mounted on key chain rings but they could be necklaces as well, although most of them would then be upside down, if that matters… and you’ve probably realized by now that for most of the pictures I actually photographed them hanging upside down and then flipped the picture in editing.
Starting with the image below right these are my shells inspired by the fiddler crabs that Caitlin found in the Cayman Islands recently… I think I might do a whole series of them. The second one is my favorite and I’d like to do more like it.
Those are mostly gifts for friends but I may toss a few of them in the shop so if you want to call dibs on one drop me a line or post here. I have some other silly little things on the go that I’ll post over the next while also. Other than that I headed downtown today to have Shane trace the tattoos on my leg because as soon as when we get back from Mexico I’ve got a tattoo appointment to get the background filled in.
And now I’m going to go read American Vampire for a while and go to bed with my fingers crossed that I can walk tomorrow. The odds are not in my favor.