Moving

There was an program in the 90s where a woman would yell, "You have to eat, you have to drink, you have to move." She was trying to say eat well, and exercise.

The flaw in her plan, she had surgery to look that good. No one really big could look like her by going to the gym alone.

I have gone to Pilate's for years and never made the progress I have with belly dancing. I love to dance and it helps so much when you love to do something. Otherwise you end up on the treadmill and hating every minute of it.

To keep moving it has also helped to have goals. One of the things that has helps me it to book myself at showcases to keep me dancing. Once I have a date I can work towards it with new vigor. Without that I would just go to class and that's about it. When I am working up and act, I will dance all week long.

What ever you love to do, surfing, biking, walking the dogs, paddle boarding, do it with passion. Other wise you might as well be moving on the treadmill.

Ocean scene

The summer has come and gone. My beetle was not working that great and still isn't. That has put a damper on my surfing and general beach going.

Yesterday I was able to go back to the beach sit in a chair and watch as the sun was going down. My idea of heaven. I had some snacks and even...shhh! a beer. I might go again tomorrow and if I do then I will take my dogs with me.

Last week I found a great deal at the farmers market on some oysters. I brought them home and we shared them with friends. The fresh taste of the oysters reminds me of the ocean mist. Like the first taste of salt water on my face.

It was a great time and I love that there was hardly anyone there. Just a few surfers and us. Then it was on to my Fave Store Hi-Times beer and wine. Check out the bargains at the back of the store, going into the beer cooler department. Close-outs at some great deals.

I won't be at my normal beer garden this week, but back next week. Only a few more, and summer time fun is over.