be like water

I've been concentrating a lot on the running lately, but with my peak distance pre-marathon run taken care of yesterday, and my online race entry form submitted today, I'll be easing up on the training and focus and trying to get back to other things, like books and people and Ireland. Nearing raceday is going to cut down my participation in the national pastime, however, though signs like this picture scream out from every other building, and barmen at the pub scowl when I request that my pint glass be filled with water instead o' the black stuff...

I'm learning to cook, and speak a little French, I'm improving my juggling and guitar playing, and I received a very short lesson with a didjeridu the other day, but it's not nearly enough. I want to stretch out and reach out more. I'm nearly done reading Walden, the book I've been quoting here of late -- it has intrigued me, but not captivated me, and I've had difficulty in trudging through to its finish. I now have a Galway Public Library card, though, so maybe I can find a new journey soon. Suggestions welcome (change the (at) in the address.)

On my computer back home I have a list somewhat like this self betterment agenda -- notes on certain habits I want to develop or weed out -- and another on skills I want to learn or perfect. (Unfortunately, I don't have access to a secure shell client here in Ireland to access the home machine, so I can't get to those and various other lists and projects...)

I haven't yet gone as far as Buckminster Fuller, who formulated a credo of self disciplines to live his life by, but it's nice to keep little reminders like "Don't chew on pens that people lend me," to keep me growing in the right direction.