Fun and Games

I had a lot of fun playing games by myself and with my sister as a kid. It was so much fun just going out in the front yard and playing Indians. (We never bothered with cowboys; we both wanted to be Indians/Native Americans, anyway.) All you needed to entertain yourself was your surroundings and your imagination.

I could go on a tangent about how kids these days don't play outside enough, and how we're slowly becoming zombie slaves to electronic entertainment, but that's not the point of this post. As tempting as that tangent is.

What I'd actually like to talk about is one of the games I used to play when I was sitting by myself anywhere. Looking around me, I would try to come up with analogies to connect what I saw with some aspect of God or our interaction with God. For example, a pillow; we find our rest and comfort in God. Hardwood floor; Christ is the solid foundation we can build our lives on. If I couldn't come up with anything, I could always just say, "God created it."

Somewhere along the way, I stopped playing that game, and it's one I wish I'd kept up with. I still know in my head that everything connects back to God in some way or another, but there's something about actually making those connections for fun that helps it sink in better. When you constantly see things reflecting God, it's easy to stay in constant worship and it's hard to focus inward on yourself.

Formal education seems to be the typical scapegoat for loss of creativity, imagination, and pure thought. I'm very grateful for my education, but it's true that being bogged down with schoolwork is not the best thing for cultivating a fluid, individual worldview. My mind grew at a decent pace, but the spirit I had as a child? Its growth slowed.

The Apostle Paul wrote this to the church in Corinth: "When I was a child, I spoke like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I gave up childish ways." In my mind, this connects to something Ludwig Wittgenstein wrote in his first philosophical work: "My propositions are elucidatory in this way: he who understands me finally recognizes them as senseless, when he has climbed out through them, on them, over them. (He must so to speak throw away the ladder, after he has climbed up on it.)"

We all have to climb ladders to reach the next level of maturity in understanding. But the thing about throwing away that ladder once you've reached the destination is to not forget the climb. If you forget what you learned, you're back where you started. I forgot how to see the world like a child who thinks God is awesome and everywhere, and now I'm trying to play catch up. And, God willing, I will catch up.

We grow out of the games we play as children, but the games have meaning. If we forget those, did we really grow up?

Journeys

Yeah, I'm being a total slack-off with these blog posts. But, I have a good excuse for this week! I was gone literally all weekend, then worked a double shift on Monday, and then Tuesday worked another shift, then went to training only a little more than an hour later. Now, though, I've got some time off, and it's time to bring y'all up to speed.

Ready for this?

Nothing interesting happened in the past week.

Except, of course, for the seminar in Indiana. That was friggin' awesome. Only had to take the bus part of the way, and had a fun time riding with a friend the rest of the way. We even made a stop at the Jim Beam Stillhouse on the way up. Pretty cool, actually. We got free samples, too: Basil Hayden and ...Red Stag, I think. Former was 80 proof, latter was 120. I preferred the former.

The weather was phenomenal when we got there. It was, like, 70 degrees!! It felt so amazing after all the summer heat down here in Alabama. The hotel the seminar was hosted in (and where we were all staying) was fantastic. I've never seen a more beautiful hotel. And the breakfast? Dude. That's starting the day off right.

The training itself was awesome, as expected. We had a lot of great teachers, and it was nice to be surrounded by mostly strangers - forced me to train with people I don't know. My brain was fried the first night, trying to wrap my head around some stuff one of the teachers was showing from Japan. Wrapped up with dinner and drinks with a bunch of folks. We literally took over the four corners of the restaurant, haha.

Day 2 started off with some yoga with a couple friends, then a full day of training. I had the privilege of training with someone ranked much higher than myself at one point. That was mind-blowing. I spent the entire time just trying to keep up with the little things he was looking at, and trying not to look as incompetent as I felt. It was one of the highlights of the whole trip; I learned a great deal training with that guy.

I and the girl I was rooming with did an easy CrossFit workout (just cardio) once all the training was done, then got ready for the Saturday dinner. We got there late, but it was so much fun. Everyone got 2 free drinks, there were finger foods available, and the group had an entire room (with bar) to itself for a couple hours. It was awesome just chatting with folks and hanging out.

The party really got going for me, though, when the band came in and started playing. A couple people started dancing on the floor, and it wasn't long before I was down there with them. Whenever I would go to a school dance with my friends, high school or college, I always had a good time. I don't think any of us cared that we couldn't dance well - I sure didn't. It was the same thing on that dance floor. If I look like a goofball while I'm having fun, and it makes people smile, then it's mission accomplished. And it is a lot of fun for me. :) (I don't do ballroom, though. Doesn't keep folks from trying, but... I don't do ballroom.)

Sunday, training wrapped up with the final 3 instructors, and then it was back up to the hotel room to pack up and head south. Had some great conversation with the guy I was riding with, and had time for a few more stops along the way. The bus ride back to Huntsville, once I made it to the Nashville station, was one of the best bus rides I've had so far. Greyhound has these new buses that have wifi on-board, electrical outlets by the seats, and more leg room. Granted, the wifi's not that fast, but I didn't expect too much from it. I was happy just to be on Facebook, with something to do to kill the time!

After that, it's just been the usual: home, work, and training. The week doesn't promise anything else exciting, so Monday's post should be an interesting challenge. We shall see.

Until next time!

Double-Dub Em

Warrior Dash
I'm officially doing CrossFit instead of the strength training program Warrior Dash provides. CF is MUCH easier to keep up with, and I'm still getting a great workout. (Plus, I get to sound all hardcore and stuff. "Yeah, I'm about to go do some CrossFit. *stretch, flex*")

For endurance training, I've been riding my bike to work and to the gym, both of which are about a 10 minute bike ride away from my house. Not much distance, but until I can actually make it up the little hills on those routes, I'm not going to bother biking further. It will be a joyous day when I can run again and actually train for the 5k distance.

Work
One of my female coworkers started teaching me Spanish on the fly while we work, so I decided to let her teach me instead of the cook who originally offered. He's a nice guy, but meeting outside of work so I can learn Spanish? That honestly makes me uncomfortable.

Still training for that shift leader position. Went through closing procedures with one of the managers the other night, and counted down a drawer by myself this afternoon (couple errors, but nothing I can't fix next time). Got some feedback from the main managers today, so I've got some general things to work on, which is good.

Martial Arts
The planning for that seminar is going well. I'm over the hard part, so now it's just advertising and making sure things run smoothly until it's all done. I'm really excited about it! :)

Going to another seminar this weekend. It's up in Indiana, which should be a fun trek. Thankfully, I don't have to ride a Greyhound the whole way - I'm meeting up with a friend and we're riding the rest of the way up together. I'm rooming with one of my good friends for the weekend, and we're gonna have so much fun. Swimming, CrossFit, and training. :) Awww yeeeaaaah.


And that's the news! Now for a random question. :D

What is your favorite aquatic animal, and why?
I love sea turtles. Dolphins and whales are awesome, but sea turtles are freakishly large and live an incredibly long time. Plus they ride the ocean currents, which is just cool. (Okay, maybe I also think of Crush and Squirt.)

"You so totally rock, Squirt! Gimme some fin. Noggin! Duuuuude."

The Adventures of Katalina

The following is an indisputably, undeniably, validated, and 100% true story (possibly).

Presented with the challenge of working 3 days of double shifts, the our dedicated heroine looked Schedule Sheet in the eyes and said, eyes squinted like cowboys in old Westerns, "Is that all you've got? You ain't so tough. Bring it on, Schedule Sheet." And so, she, along with her comrades, buckled down for days stacked upon days of grueling double shifts. Fatigue battered at their resolve - some requested that someone else be found for one or two of their shifts, so that they could rest. But she refused to yield, even when the great and powerful ruler of the land offered to haggle something with the insidious Schedule Sheet. Nay, not even then did she yield. And when the All-Father rewards his faithful servants on Friday, she will reap the benefits of a substantial number of paid work hours.

When Schedule Sheet allowed her a break on Sunday, she knew she had to act fast if she wanted to fraternize with her friends, whom the universe had gathered into one city for the weekend. She rose shortly after the sun and brought her shining, magical steed from its stable; it had been a gift to her family from the gods. It was said to possess the power of 136 horses, and this would be the morning she put that alleged strength and speed to the test. The god-given gift proved its worth, gallantly galloping forth with gusto. (Okay, I'll stop.) Our daring heroine reached her destination with time to spare, despite a late start.


She spent the day studying a fighting style not too dissimilar from her nation's soldiers. Afterward, she again mounted mounted her magical steed and hastened to tidy up and meet her comrades for meat and beer. Twas a marvelous night of friendship and laughter. The next morning, she rose early yet again and galloped forth to reunite with a close friend and his fiancee. The broke fast at a fine establishment known as The Pancake House (not to be confused with The International House of Pancakes), and enjoyed both food and company.


Shortly thereafter, she departed for home. As planned, her arrival allowed her about an hour's time to set her packs down and get ready to return to her work for the Schedule Sheet. She again worked the tiring "double shift," and was so exhausted from the weekend and the day that she was mentally incapable of taking pen to paper to record the events.


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Apparently I'm also incapable of writing the rest of that post in the same manner - at least, not in a timely manner. Started that Tuesday, July 21, I think. It was fun to write, but it's already time for the new one (which is also late). So, here's the fly-by of the rest of what went on.

• Got some amazing time with my family the weekend after the martial arts seminar. Over half my family lives either out of state or out of country, so it was really nice to have everyone together for at least a weekend.
• Sort of started Warrior Dash strength training again. Not very consistently, though. Waking up and working out before work isn't very easy, lol.

And now for the fly-by of what's going on now!

• Haven't had to work any more double shifts. Which is nice, because those are pretty tiring, but they did boost my paycheck nicely.
• Strength training continues to be spotty. Did a CrossFit workout Saturday morning, which went pretty well. Might try and substitute the WD workouts for those.
• My foot is still healing, so I still can't run. But, I discovered that I can do a light jog for at least a couple minutes, and I can also bike. So, I'm going to buy a new bike lock (forgot the combination for the one on it now) and bike to work as often as I can. It's not far away - a mile or less. More fuel efficient, too.
• This past weekend was amazing. Rode a Greyhound bus down to Birmingham, met with a friend, and we continued on toward Atlanta. Six people, myself included, stayed in a 2-bedroom apartment with one bathroom; it was awesome. :)
• I was in Atlanta for another martial arts seminar, this one taught by a highly regarded teacher. I was really looking forward to it, and I wasn't disappointed. I got a lot of notes (more, once my friend sends out the photos he took of everyone's notes, plus the ones we came up with in the car ride back to Birmingham).
• I'm planning a seminar for Huntsville, a repeat of the one I partially attended in Birmingham. It's been a fun learning experience, getting everything together.
• My managers asked me to come in to work 30 minutes early today so we could sit down and talk. Freaked out a little at first, but as I continued to mull it over, trying to figure out what they could possibly want to talk to me about, I had to conclude that it wasn't bad. In fact, it might even be something good; I'm a hard worker, and I do my job well. Turns out I was right. They hadn't recognized me for my work earlier because I was flying under the radar, quietly doing a great job - their words. Sounds right to me, haha. Anyway, they wanted to talk to me about training me as a shift leader. It's more responsibility and higher pay. I'll be learning about what my duties would be and how to do them over the next couple weeks, and I'll let them know if it's something I'd like to do. So, that was an awesome start to my morning. :)
• Oh, and one of my cook friends at work offered to teach me Spanish. Which is pretty awesome. But I have to be on guard, because all those cooks are outright flirtatious. I think it's cultural, but still. I would like to learn real conversational Spanish, though (as opposed to the classroom Spanish I learned in high school).

Sorry this was so late!