The Daily (W)Rite October Wk 3

The Daily (W)Rite (wk3)

Thursday

David and I try to walk at least thirty minutes a day, five days a week. We started walking

the Sutton Wilderness Park. Really nice. Lots of winding trails through a thick forest (if it counts as a forest) and around a pretty good sized lake. We talk a lot as we walk just trying to keep our minds off the fact that we're exercising so we don't see a lot of the wild life. But this one day we ran across this Great Blue Herron and got a few nice shots of it. Okay, I'm not much on the "outdoors" but the walks have been fun and good for me to just get out of the house awhile and walk.

To change it up a bit we started going to other places to walk. Lots of parks in Norman town. Some of them so hidden away in the suburban areas that you have to look for them. Eastwood Park is just a

beautiful little park between Main Street and Boyd. Sometimes when it gets a bit too warm outside we go inside to the Sooner Fashion Mall or natural history museum which I prefer over the whole "mother nature" thing. But don't tell David that!

10:21 PM
You see, I've never thought about getting older as being a bad thing. Probably because after I finally got out of the Marine Corps at the age of twenty-three and then started college with students eighteen years old . . . I was already old by their standards. At OU Drama School any play that had a real old guy in it, forty and up, I automatically got it because I was so much older the rest of the students. So, I knew all about being old before I was old. (smile). My griping about being old is more about my not taking care of myself, my body, my mind when I was young. You know, drunk all the time, chain smoking cigarettes, too many drugs. I mean, people kept telling me I should slow it down or I would regret it. But I didn't heed them. Maybe I thought nothing bad could ever happen to me. Lots of guys who've been through a war like Vietnam have thought, "Shit, I got through that, I can get past anything! Even dying!" Or maybe I just never thought I'd get passed thirty, forty . . . HELL! Sixty-six? Yeah, I'm sixty-six. Because I did all those bad things to myself for so long, walking a mile is like running a hundred. I'm worn out at the end of the day. Well, I can't bitch too much 'cause I had my fun. And now? Well, I'm gonna have just as much fun, just as much as I can without all the cigarettes, beer and drugs. Okay, I still drink a hell of a lot of coffee which is a poor man's substitute for uppers, and I do chew nicotine gum at about the same rate of speed as I did cigarettes, but my life is better than it ever was. It's never too late to live, and though I may be moving a little slower, with a few more aches and pains, I'm still alive.

Friday, October 18, 2o14
Man. I am having the hardest time going to sleep! My body is just aching,

particularly the back. Can't sit down, can't lay down . . . Hell, can't stand or walk around the apartment with out the back screaming at me. Well, as I said before, I've always done a lot of bad things to my body . . . guess it's my body's chance to get even. Suppose to get up at nine AM this morning and go with David to gawk at the OU Game Day people. Don't think I'm going to make it out of bed by nine. Hell, I may not even make INTO bed!

We did go to the movie, The Judge, today. Really fun for us. We are both very theatre oriented and after the herd of "action" movies we saw this summer it was really nice to see a movie where there's a lot of dialogue and actors who could handle that dialogue well . . . I'm sorry, but can't sit in one place too long. Think I need to stop typing, try to get some rest. But I don't think sleeping is in my near future. Damn back!