Wednesday, August 19, 2015

Evening Swim Oceanside Pier

     I got in the water tonight at about 6:45 P.M.   It was rougher than yesterday's beautiful calm.  The waves were small-horizontally-so smaller waves were breaking all over the place.  Even out past the waves the water was sloppy.  I'd say the temp was 70 degrees.  I just saw about two feet of visibility because it was getting a bit dark.  No crowds.  Nice atmosphere. 
     I swam for about twenty minutes parallel to the sand and enjoyed it.

     I just remembered something else from last night's beach visit.  After the swim, with the water being clear for two feet, I looked for shells for 10-15 minutes.  While doing this I felt good and decided to test out my legs.  Very slowly I jogged a bit in the shallow water--for 50 yards or so.  Now this seems silly, but I have not been able to pick up my legs in a jogging mode for a few years.  Maybe this means my low back muscles are getting stronger.

"The first time you quit is the last time you try."

Tuesday, August 18, 2015

I just returned from a gorgeous swim

     It is Tuesday evening.  I drove down to the beach at 6:45 P.M.   Bu the time I strolled into the water at the north side of the Pier, the sun was in the process of setting.  I was stressed out, because I should get some sort of part-time job, but nowadays one can't be just a pharmacist anymore, we have to be educational superheroes with all sorts of extra crap on our resumes.  Blah.  I'll keep looking for an old-school pharmacist who works a store and gets along with customers.

     I may do the registry thing and travel overnight to find what is comfortable for me. 

     My swim tonight was lovely.  The water was a warm 71, I'd say.  Not crowded at all.  People aren't flocking to the water after sundown.  There are surfers who do surf well after sunset; perhaps in another young life I could have been one of those.  I swam out in flat water, no chop, small waves, and a smooth swimming surface outside.

     I swam about 1/4 mile north, parallel to the sand, and turned around and came back.   I didn't have a watch on but I estimate at least 1/2 mile of a swim-a real swim-in about 20 minutes.  Oh, I'm not a fast swimmer.  Latest weight is 222 pounds on a chubby 5'10" frame.

     I'm a new man after a swim like that.  I hope to repeat it tomorrow. 

"The first time you quit is the last time you try."

Saturday, August 15, 2015

Crowds Saturday at the Oceanside Pier & Surrounding Beaches

     Just a quick dip at 7 PM to play in the water tonight.  The sun was low, making the beach water look gray-brown in hue.  2-3 foot waves, very sloppy.  Temp 78 air and approximately 69 water.
     I don't feel like writing much, mainly because there isn't much to talk about.
     It may just be better to wait until Monday evening to swim next time.  It does relax oneself, just taking advantage of that ocean buoyancy even for a short while.  Until next time.

"The first time you quit is the last time you try."

Thursday, August 13, 2015

Today Was a Good Beach Day

     Wow!  I decided to take my fins to the beach today to test them out on my low back.  I was expecting the washing machine choppy water and I wanted the fins for propulsion and for working on my strength.
     It turns out that the water was not as choppy and sloppy as prior days.  It wasn't smooth, but just less rough.  First off the water was a bit colder; I'd guess 66 degrees.  It was very refreshing for a change.  Visibility just a few feet.  Waves 2-4 feet.  Outside waves were crashing down straight down.  I, with my fins, just kicked out through the rough stuff on my back like I knew what I was doing.
     I'll pat myself on the back for getting farther out and pushing myself more today.  I almost felt like a person who belonged in the ocean.
     Now, for a general Oceanside beach update, I will report that Camp Pendleton has at least two fires going today, possibly a smaller third one.  From out in the water one gets a good view of Pendleton in the distance.  Because it is Thursday and there is a street fair in downtown Oceanside, everybody and his brother were driving there looking for a parking spot.  Too much! 
     The sand at 6:30 PM was near empty--just how I like it. 
     A bit of excitement walking back to my car--one of our homeless, schizophrenic wretches--a man of about 35-40, shirtless, ratty shorts, red/brown weather-beaten face, way out of our reality, was ambling down Surfrider calling out repeatedly in a screeching voice "I'm gonna die; I'm gonna die; I'm gonna die..."
     I'm being harsh in my description but I actually am terribly upset with our society that has pretty much eliminated our social service system for the mentally ill, the homeless, the addicts in need of rehabilitation, etc.  There are so many of these throw-away people now that we pretend we don't see them anymore.  I don't know. 

"The first time you quit is the last time you try."

Wednesday, August 12, 2015

Choppy Swim Again

     I don't remember the beach being so choppy for so many days.  I swam for about twenty minutes on the south side of the Pier this afternoon, earlier than usual for me.  The water was warm, about 70, with visibility up to six feet, I'd say.  A few surfers, but nothing to surf:  1-2 foot waves with lousy shape.
     The Lifeguards again had everybody crammed in a much smaller area than last year.  There's gotta be a new boss.  I swam out, then south along the beach, and back in to the sand.  I was tired halfway through and stopped to rest several times.  But I'm ready for some smooth water out here.  I need to make some progress.
     Oh, I just remembered.  I was bothered by the scuzzy young adult blocking the underpass walkway to the beach with the "Kick me in the balls for $20" sign.  But the large-bellied Latino man who was picking his bathing suit liner out of his butt in the outdoor shower was too much.

"The first time you quit is the last time you try."