My mood and energy levels were boosted after getting some pics late in yesterday’s lumber, so I was eager to get back in the woods today for more miles, and hopefully some more critters to photograph.
Posts Tagged → being a slacker
Catching Up With Nothing Again
It seems that I have a whole lot of catching up to do about nothing. So, here it goes.
After 26+ miles in my feetz, I really didn’t feel like lumbering on Saturday morning. So, I gathered my macro gear and headed to Sylvan for another photo creep amongst the bugs and the bees.
As you can see from the gallery, I got some photos that I really dig. Sure, I wish I could have got more of the spider in focus, and a flash could have really helped bring out the amazing face of the cicada, but for handheld macro with no flash, I’ll take what I can get. Note: Don’t forget to click on the gallery image to enlarge and navigate.
Sunday
Knowing that I was less than four miles away from another 30-mile week had me up at 5:25 AM on Saturday and on the trails at 6:35 to beat the weekenders and bust out a 4.46-mile loop and finish the week with 30.63 miles of lumbering. I’m still old, fat, ugly, and a confirmed slacker, but I like getting 30 miles in; it makes me feel good about myself for roughly the 10 minutes it takes to drive home.
Due to the early morning start in the dark, dawn woods, there were no photos to be had.
Monday
Monday, I was back on the trails at 6:40 AM to start another week of lumbering and hopefully more luck photographing woodsy critters.
I was briefly stoked when I ran into a couple of nice-sized deer about a mile into the hike, but as with the previous morning, the sunrise continues to lag behind me, and the noise from shooting at 5000 ISO was way too heavy to be saved. All I ended up with on the day was a trail shot of the sun breaking through the woods.
Despite the lack of photos, it was nice to start the week with 5+ miles in my legs, and I’m looking forward to more time outside in the coming days.
Later.
The Tuesday Bounce
The weekend was one that I anxiously await to completely forget due to the amount that it sucked and the horrible mood that I was in that seemingly dragged any and everybody in my path down into the depressive muck that I wallow in on a daily basis. Welcome, I’ve been expecting you.
A Lack of Power
NOTE: As you can see, I am in the middle of some long overdue house cleaning here on Soiled. Things aren’t going to look “normal” for a while, but I hope to have my PHP updated and changed over to a theme that is not 15 years old in the near future. Or not.
Moving on…
Funny how a week can change like that *snaps old chubby fingers together*.
Tuesday night, as I was just about ready for bed, our power went out for no reason. No storms, no wind, no nothing. I figured some idiot crashed into a pole or something, and it would be back on in 45 minutes. It was not.
More Photo Practice
I decided that I didn’t really care if I hit 30 miles this week, and 26.5 would be enough for me. However, I still found myself in the woods for a bit on Saturday morning to practice some macro shots at the Sylvan Solace Preserve.
Two Days & Some Pics
The week thus far has been hot, sticky, and pretty darn not bad in the lumbering department.
Since no one, not even me, wants to hear me wax poetic about stumbling around the woods sweating all over myself whilst covered in multiple layers of bug spray, I will just post the pics and get back to my daily duties.
Irritable, Spuds, and Wheat
Most of the weekend was spent doing next to nothing. I always think that is going to have me rejuvenated and refreshed, but it really just makes me an irritable little bitch. Yet I keep doing it.
Frogs and Flowers
Last weekend was full of well-deserved slack, and I was happy to do next to nothing but watch some pretty horrible international football on the TV whilst drinking beer and fighting off the want to remove myself even further from the Great American Shit Show and the cult of racist, red-hat-wearing fuck faces who are in NO way making this country great again.
I digress.
Goals Met, Boat Shoes, & Slacks
Today’s lumber was all about hitting my 30-mile goal for the week, and spoiler alert—I did.
I only needed 4.5 miles, so it wasn’t that big of a deal, but I’m glad I got it done. Sure, I COULD somewhat easily hike 30 miles a week if I went by the 7-day week, and at times, I’ve been forced to. However, I’ve realized lately, or maybe knew all along, that doing it in 5 days is not only harder (in a good way) but also gives me some structure to my life as if I had an actual career outside the home, like the bad ol’ days instead of being a dumbass who specializes in cooking, cleaning, lawn mowing, and failure (ha!).
Time to Up The Pace Again?
A chill weekend hanging around the Cul-De-Sac-Shack doing nothing much had me anxious to get back in the woods on Monday morning. And that’s what I did.
Even though the calendar says it’s June now, the temps were in the low 40s when my feet hit the trail at 6:50 this morning. But the sun was shining, and there wasn’t a cloud in the sky when I started out, so it was easy enough to deal with some cold digits.