When I got sick after getting accidentally splashed with river water in Phnom Penh, I didn't anticipate it would end up being the first of several illness events that would eventually lead to cancellation of a few trips and taking 10 weeks off of travelling.
Boy, did I ever need that time. Even when mid Aug arrived, when I thought I ought to have fully recovered; I still felt like I wasn't ready to pack up and go yet. It was a return to Guatemala, for more Spanish lessons. I went, but decided to forgo the lesson part and used the time to slowly wander around Antigua instead.
Even today, I don't feel like I've built back up to where I was yet. It's coming along slowly but I have acquired some poor eating habits that I need to knock down for me to get the rest of the way there. Something to do with discovering new Mennonite bakeries...
On a more encouraging note, my lipid levels have been testing great. My lipid genetics Dr is very pleased. He told me that he would be quite happy if they stayed the same for the rest of my life. And that he wishes for me to be far above average for my career, finances, life, but with respect to long term cardiovascular risk, to be average.
I have no complaints about the casual state of my work week. Actually I love it and have no plans to make it busier. D is still in disbelief that his workplace is so balanced and want to ride it out for another 4 years. He really enjoys the social aspect and it is easy money, he says.
Our ideas of permanently moving out west are fading for now. We're not sure if they will come back into focus primarily due to lack of similar options for overall conveniences versus where we are. The geography hasn't outweighed that at this point. And we seem to be less willing to give up here when we can still get a piece of the action a few times a year.
This was also the first summer without our cottage. We both get glimpses of moments where we miss the idea of it but miss it really-- No. We were done with that phase of our lives after 14 years. And are grateful to have gotten to live out that dream for a while.
Boy, did I ever need that time. Even when mid Aug arrived, when I thought I ought to have fully recovered; I still felt like I wasn't ready to pack up and go yet. It was a return to Guatemala, for more Spanish lessons. I went, but decided to forgo the lesson part and used the time to slowly wander around Antigua instead.
Even today, I don't feel like I've built back up to where I was yet. It's coming along slowly but I have acquired some poor eating habits that I need to knock down for me to get the rest of the way there. Something to do with discovering new Mennonite bakeries...
On a more encouraging note, my lipid levels have been testing great. My lipid genetics Dr is very pleased. He told me that he would be quite happy if they stayed the same for the rest of my life. And that he wishes for me to be far above average for my career, finances, life, but with respect to long term cardiovascular risk, to be average.
I have no complaints about the casual state of my work week. Actually I love it and have no plans to make it busier. D is still in disbelief that his workplace is so balanced and want to ride it out for another 4 years. He really enjoys the social aspect and it is easy money, he says.
Our ideas of permanently moving out west are fading for now. We're not sure if they will come back into focus primarily due to lack of similar options for overall conveniences versus where we are. The geography hasn't outweighed that at this point. And we seem to be less willing to give up here when we can still get a piece of the action a few times a year.
This was also the first summer without our cottage. We both get glimpses of moments where we miss the idea of it but miss it really-- No. We were done with that phase of our lives after 14 years. And are grateful to have gotten to live out that dream for a while.