I've never been a fan of the songs that Christine McVie wrote/sang for Fleetwood Mac, and I've also never been a fan of using other people's words in order to convey what I'm thinking or how I'm feeling. This is probably because Christine McVie's songs contain too little imagery for my tastes, plus she sings like a man. Also, there is a very slim chance that some other person feels the exact same way I do about a given situation. Taking the above into consideration, if I were attempting to branch out and try new things, I'd probably say that "Over My Head" might be a good song to express how I feel about certain aspects of my life right now. Go ahead and look at those lyrics if you're so inclined. If you don't do that, then you might feel like this was supposed to be the entry about my trip to the beach last weekend where I almost drowned. Then you'd be wrong, and no one likes to be wrong.

Things

-I didn't almost drown during my trip to the beach last weekend, but I'm pretty sure there was a little extra bit of sea life trying to nip at me. Cons: Being eaten alive by millions of tiny fish, some sharks, and a few stray crabs would probably not be a pleasant experience. Pros: Treading water so that your feet don't have to touch the bottom of the ocean is a brilliantly disguised form of exercise. It isn't going to give me the arms of Madonna circa 1998, but it's a good start for someone whose lifestyle would be considered more "dormant" than "sedentary".

-There was a fair amount of kayaking during this beach trip, more than any of the other times I've kayaked. Before this trip I'd only ever used a tandem kayak. There's a big difference between singles and tandems. Singly kayaking for two hours in a choppy bay, darting across lanes of boat traffic, and dodging the boat's wakes was also a secret workout; one that left me feeling like Henry Rollins' neck and shoulder region when I woke up on Sunday.

-All of the sneaky exercise I did made me think, "Hmm. All that sneaky exercise I got this weekend made me feel real good, man. I wonder if I should just come out of the working out closet and just be a real exerciser?". So I opened the door, and I've been looking around a little, and I kind of liked what I saw, so that leaves me smack dab in the middle of the first week of a couch to 5K training schedule, leaving my legs feeling like fuck.

-Having a new car is pretty rad. Until I have to make that first payment. Then I'll probably stop being so damn excited.

-Links are neat.