Just some crappy crap

Today a grocery store opened up just 7 blocks from my house. I celebrated by eating a jumbo size container of raspberries.

I also went to the free local pool for the second day in a row. I definitely prefer running, but I am grateful to have an alternative form of exercise available to me. I had no idea until 2 days ago that DC provided it's residents with free pools all around the city. My pool is less than a mile away in a building I've walked past a million times. Inside it is toasty warm and the pool is surrounded by glass. On the overhead speakers they play hits from the 1950's. The water is so warm that even I do not have a problem jumping right in. (If a pool is cold, then I'm not getting in. As you can imagine, I don't swim much.) Most of the people are older than me. It's a very low stress crowd.

Thank god

I am a hot mess of a swimmer. At the conclusion of my first day of laps a woman commented on my swimming style with general befuddlement. "Do you breathe above water the whole time?" she asked. "Yes", I replied, "what's the alternative?" She explained to me that most people exhale under water and alternate taking breaths out of water. She told me that it is actually much harder to swim the way I do. I know I'm not making it look easy either. I'm pretty sure I sound like one of those whales blowing water out of their backs. If I had to use one word to describe my forward stroke, I'd choose flailing. Luckily I don't give a shit, and it doesn't seem like any one else is anything but amused. I'm happy to provide amusement and grateful for my free neighborhood pool.



I made an all raw vegan dinner of stuffed poblano peppers and carrot stew. I embellished on a couple of recipes that I found on the internet. It came out great and did not take me long at all. However, I still had plenty of time to turn the kitchen into a total disaster zone.