Earth Wind and Fire

I've always wondered what that 70's group had against "water". They had the other three ancient elements in there - Earth, wind, fire and water is the fourth. Would "Water Earth and Fire" sound so bad? Maybe "Wind Water and Fire"?



Why the thought of EWF anyway? Well, I was thinking of that song "Do you remember the 21st night of September?" But today isn't even the 21st? Well whatever, viva la random thought.



Exercise Results


Let's get those out the way. I ran on the treadmill last night. Did a mile and some change. Felt ok. Still need to hit the goal of 1.5 miles in 20 minutes. Gotta keep plugging away and building both speed and time. Incremental improvement is the only way to get there and patience is required.



Dreams



I have crazy dreams. Always have. The weirdest thing about my dreams is the repetition of the locations. For example, when I dream about High School (common dream) - it's always about the same location, layout, buildlings, etc. but the dream setting is nothing like the high school I went to. My brain somehow conjures up this imaginary high school with every dream. The imaginary high school is better than the high school I went to. It's also in Oregon somewhere. If I go to Oregon and see this High School, I think the space-time continuim will collapse.



So I visited one of my repeat dream locations last night. A golf course. Never been to this dream course before but it follows a logical course layout, except for the living room that you have to putt through and the backyard that my ball always lands in the dream.



In the dream, I can not figure out how to hit a golf ball. My grip seems wrong, like I am holding the club with the wrong hand on top. My elbows also do strange things and flare out like they're on my body backwards. I try this dippity do swing and miss the ball and can't figure out how to swing and when I do hit it, it goes into this backyward.



So the backyward has those corrugated plastic sheeting coverings and some palm trees. I can see the dead palm fronds and other junk in the corner as I am searching for my ball. Once I find my ball I have to pitch it over the roof of the house.



Once I finally reach the green, another group is putting. I have taken so long in the backyard that my group has moved on. I panic and try to catch up to with my group but can't find them. Long story short - a common stress dream.



Plans



More drama at work so I don't know if I will get to the gym today.