Exercising makes me happy.
I exercise every Monday, Wednesday & Friday in Castle Rock, at the Senior Center there.
I enjoy the drive.
I enjoy the chit-chat.
I enjoy the physical activity.
Coal Creek from Heron Pointe - 5 mins.
Castle Rock from Coal Creek; via Delameter Road - 19 mins.
Full body workout; 10 rep on Mondays – 15 reps on Wednesdays & Fridays. Hiking on alternate days 😉
Spending some time with people makes me
happy: not all-day-time, but some time, at some point, in my day.
Driving country backroads makes me happy.
Playing a couple games of pool makes me happy.
Today, I managed to accomplish 3
of the above 4 things that make me happy … tomorrow, I will score on #4 😊
After exercise class this morning, I drove the
Hazel Dell backroad home; because I wanted to enjoy a relaxing country drive,
and because I wanted to stop at the Senior Center downtown, passing through
Longview – and that backroad would take me in the direction I wanted to head
into.
Hazel Dell Road from Castle Rock - 9 mins.
Snoopy spotted out Hazel Dell Road; this tickled my funny bone.
Longview Senior Center from Hazel Dell Road; via Hazel Dell Road-West Side Highway & Commerce - 18 mins.
I wanted to pick up their monthly itinerary;
but basically, I wanted to find out more about the pool tables I’ve seen there 😉
I asked if the pool tables were open tables: at
the Castle Rock Senior Center, the pool tables there, are always ‘taken’ by the
old geezers that never take a rest between games. Getting a chance to play is
impossible.
And while I didn’t mind bending over the
table when Bob was standing beside me: I feel weird about having my ass on
view with strange men gawking at it – I’m short; to get at some of those angles
to make a decent shot, I’d have to stand on my toes and hike my ass up in the
air to stretch into the play … that was okay when Bob was standing beside
me.
Bob isn’t standing beside me anymore.
And I don’t want to start prowling bars on
the off-chance that opportunity for a game will occur there … college kids and just-released-parolees
haunt those tables: not interested in either.
I need a safe place to plant my ass, now.
It’s an old ass, admittedly: but old,
young, or stupid … men are still men.
So, I have been praying for an open table in
a comfortable setting.
Today I got lucky 😉
The guy who took my $20/yearly membership
fee, told me, “there is a woman who comes here to play pinochle – and she was
just saying the other day she wishes she had someone to play pool with; would
you be interested?”
I said, “Yes! I’d be interested.”
So, he called her and she asked if we could
meet tomorrow and play a game … so, I’ll be up early tomorrow morning for my
9 AM game. I hope I’m alert enough to play a decent game: noon
would be better for me.
I joined the Longview Senior Center this afternoon ... primarily to use the pool table.
I hope it goes good tomorrow.
I haven’t played pool in 7 years.
I hope she plays a ‘straight game’ … I don’t know how to play 8-Ball.
Bob and I always played straight pool:
players call what ball they will try for (stripes or solids), and work
into sinking “a run of 14”, using the 15th ball to start another
rack to continue shooting more games.
And I play for fun – I don’t like to play
cut-throat; that takes all the fun out of the game. I don’t mind a competitive
player, but I don’t like mean, poor losers.
I’m a pretty good player when I’m “on my game”:
I learned from the best, and I played with the best. I’m a quick picker-upper. But
I will not play with a cut-throat player.
I play for fun.
I play for relaxation.
I play for the love of the game.
