include the unforeseen, like bad weather conditions or long waits due to earthquake damage.
Some travel from our hood to these places on a daily basis, five days a week. Of course they create little entertainment-related diversions for themselves. The time adds up. My commute, from the first floor to the second takes fifteen seconds, round trip thirty seconds. I use this time well; I either think about what I’ve done or what I expect to accomplish. Seeing as I don’t do much, this is all the time that I need.
Sometimes I take breaks, but not often. If I worked for someone else, I’d take more breaks because they’d then own me. And in being owned, I’d feel less motivated to work. It’s sort of like owning versus renting a house. If you own it, you just tend to take better care of it.
Today was a very good day on the home front. I resumed work on a project that I started last September, a book proposal for Traflagar Press. The title of the book will be The Gift of a Good Ride and will be about my experiences as a Centered Rider, the four basics, centering, breathing, alignment, and soft eyes being the framework. I hope to get this done and out before I hear back from the University of Alaska Press. I sent them my proposal entitled When You Come to a Fork in the Road pick it Up a week ago. Far better, I am thinking, to just keep working rather than put all my eggs in one basket.
My subconscious has been working on this project for some time, so I got a lot done this morning in a short amount of time. I then cleaned my office space. And after, Pete and I took Hrimmi and Raudi out on the trail. We opened up Peaches’ Loop, which we had not ridden on in some time. It was a great ride, the horses, they knew what to do.
Then after, we got Tinni and Tyra out for a jaunt. Pete walked Tinni and I rode my fat tired bicycle and ponied Tyra. This was something I did a lot of last year. It’s going to take a few more outings before she again gets the hang of this.
The temperature is supposed to be between -20° F and -30° F tonight. An evening commute, that would be the worst.
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