Today we have another exam and I am feeling very low. I have been riding my bike somewhat farther the last couple of days because my short route to school across the RI bridge has been closed. I enjoy the longer ride to the Hawthorn bridge because it takes me along the river where I get views of the city and the weather as it moves. There's a submarine parked outside OMSI these days. I can see Mount Hood when it's clear from the top of the 9th Ave pedestrian bridge over Powell. The mountain grounds me here, just as the mountain over Flagstaff grounded me there. And the ripples on the river make me smile. I love the river.
I was talking with an old friend the other day and confessing my lasting blues. I have been sad for so much of this life that even when things are going my way it takes a while to sink in. Lately things are good. I have love in my life, a realizable worthwhile goal, a comfortable home, the means to more than get by. The only really deep fear I have is about money. I don't like going into debt, and I need to somehow manage my money worry so that it doesn't bury me. Anyway, my friend prescribed boating for my blues. He said "you need to get on the water" and I think he was right. Too bad it's low water season and heading into short short days. I probably won't get on whitewater until spring.
When I ride my bike along the Willamette river I see folks out there in dragon boats and row boats, and I only feel a faint pull to go out there and do it. I am definitely more interested in the rowing than the dragon boat. I lived for many years with the assymetry that accompanies paddling on just one side. I'm sure the dragon boat people trade sides of the boat to work out both sides equally, but they are working just one side at a time, and twisting a lot. Rowing appeals to me more because it is symmetrical and because it harnesses the energy of the core muscles more.