I can get to the Santa Monica farmers market from our place in around ten minutes, fifteen if you throw in parking which is about the same if I ride my bike directly. However 30 minutes and I can take the bike and meander my way via the bike path on the beach.
It's so worth the extra 15 minutes. The sound of the waves, the smell of the ocean. This morning I saw dolphins which is always a good way to start the day.
We didn't need much from the farmers market, but I was craving some fresh shucked oysters for breakfast and its a good way to get me out and moving.
Every time I've been to the Santa Monica farmers market their has been professional photographers or video crews shooting aspects of the market.
Today took the cake, as it were.
I'm a little behind on the celebrity chef reality shows and competitions but it seemed to be publicity shots from one of the those. If you could help me out on trying to figure out what's going on here, I'd really appreciate it.
Anybody have any ideas?
Eyes are Bigger Than My Stomach
I planned on just picking up some eggs and almond butter. I ended up with that plus duck eggs and bison kabobs, mussels and clams, a bunch of corn and veggies to throw on the grill and fixins to make guacamole (I already had the avocados) and then a carrot-chocolate mint salad that looked to interesting to pass up.
So again my bikes overloaded and lopsided and I'm racing back to the house in order to get to jiujitsu class on time.
Training Brazilian Jiujitsu can take a toll on one's body to say the least. It is a good and thorough workout, and you'll ended up using muscles you didn't know you had. Not to mention the prime motivator of your partner going to great lengths to make you cry uncle or tap-out.
Invariably injuries occur. Some minor and then some not so minor.
Today my ankle and knee got caught up and twisted and well.....
Well actually after walking around a bit it seemed like all was OK. But taking Profesor John Machado's advice, I stopped rolling(sparring) and called it a day.
This Driving is Killing Me
Sitting in a car for long periods of time has been wreaking havoc on my lower back and shoulders. And today it would have a disastrous effect on my knee. I left the house to do a few little errands before heading over to pick up Skye but it being LA, I ended up in all sorts of stress inducing traffic and my knee started to stiffen up.
Trying Too Hard to Go With the Flow
We've been listening to The Tao of Pooh by Benjamin Hoff which I highly recommend. I read it years ago, loved it then and now am sharing it with Skye. A fun and well thought out explanation of Taoism using the tales of Winnie the Pooh.
So as we are listening to benefits of letting go and going with the flow and not over thinking or over-analyzing situations, my mind is racing with packing and dealing with storage and out stuff and Skye heading back to Atlanta for a week and figuring out where I'm going to stay after the house-sitting gig comes to an end in a few days. And getting ready for a few weeks up in Mammoth Lakes and then Burning Man immediately after that and trying to figure out how bad my injury really is and how its going to affect everything else and....
As you can see I was not being a very good Taoist at all.
Sorry about that Pooh.
Add one more discipline to the Danniells circus skills potpourri. Along with anti-gravity yoga and our grab bag of aerial arts we've started taking classes at Fire Groove.
"Staff Groove™ Basics
Staff dancing has evolved from its traditional Polynesian roots into one of the most exciting new forms of dance and exercise. Staff dancing is excellent for
strengthening the body, increasing coordination, and creating a sense of calm
and confidence in the body and mind." from the Fire Groove website.
Unfortunately by this point my knee had really, really stiffened up. It didn't look swollen but standing and pivoting around on it on a cement floor probably wasn't going to help.
At first all was going smoothly and I was in bliss just spinning my staff, completely going with it. But half way through class my leg was just not co-operating and going with the flow went out the window. And I started trying to concentrate on the moves and what the instructor was saying. But my knee was distracting me and I couldn't focus and I couldn't flow,
Still all in all I did have a good time, especially seeing how excited Skye was about the class. Her enthusiasm and joy made it totally worth it.
I'd been up since around 5 am and was hobbling back into the house just shy of eleven. When I finally crawled into bed around mid-night, I went to sleep hoping that when I woke up my leg would feel better not worse.
Good News, the leg feels almost normal, almost. And a new day of business or busyness begins.