Here I am on the first full day of my challenge. My challenge to live a more active lifestyle and achieve my goals. Speaking of which I forgot to mention one of my goals in my last post. I am learning to speak Norwegian! The title of this post means "welcome to Norway". The idea, to learn Norwegian was brought up by my friend from France. He had been watching True Blood and asking me questions about the language because he knew I had Norwegian in my blood. I didn't know much; that was when he suggested we learn together. We are going to Skype once a week so we can speak to each other and help one another learn the proper way to say things.
As for what I did today to keep on track with my goals, I started my day off with some reading. I finished book nine, Twisted, in the Pretty Little Lairs series. I was surprised when I got to the last page; it felt like there was more to the story. I sadly had to stop and go to work before I could start book ten, Ruthless, but as soon as I got home I ripped through the prologue and the first five chapters.
I felt a little guilty about this though. I had yet to start on any of my other daily goals. It was already nearly five pm. I forced myself to put the book down and I started to sketch. I did a small sketch of what I saw in the front window, warping it to my liking. I've been having a hard time getting my creative juices flowing. The sketches I had done before going to bed last night were sub-par at best. I really had no idea what I should draw. First I tried to draw a frog because I could hear them singing loudly outside my window. I couldn't finish because I didn't know how to draw a frog. My next victim was a bottle of nail polish on my dresser, then my high school graduation tassel. Once I look up the terms and agreement for photos on here I will start posting my sketches daily if I feel comfortable with it. When I finished my sketches I moved on to my photography.
I stepped into the back yard and started snapping pictures of my mom's rose bush, then some of the other flowers, and finally a rose breasted grosbeak at my dad's bird feeder. It felt so good to get back to my main passion in life. I so often overlooked it even though it has been my dream to be a photographer for National Geographic since I was in eighth grade. Once again I will post these photos after I have read the terms and agreement. I fear that I will have far to many pictures of the plants around my house by the end of this summer. I need to find some new grounds. My dad suggested a county park on the river and I think it's a great idea. I can't wait to start.
After I took some photos around the house I strapped on my camera and headed out for my walk. I took my favorite path down to the creek and back. This walk usually takes twenty to thirty minutes depending on the speed you walk and other variables. I was walking on limited time today as I had to get back in time for the supper my parents had started cooking. I didn't make it all the way to the creek because of this. I was also a few minutes short of my desired twenty. The walk, however short, was still enjoyable. I thought of all the family and friends I had taken down this way. My mom used to walk this path with my sister and I as small children. I loved it because I got to collect rocks on the way to the bridge that spanned the creek. Once we reached our destination I threw them in one by one, or sometimes in handfuls of they were small. I taught this to my niece. She loves it. It is still one of my favorite summer activities and probably always will be.
Normally I would wrap this up all neat and tidy with a summary conclusion paragraph, but tonight I am way too tired and just want to go to bed. That reminds me I did my yoga last night before I went to bed last night. It was a great way to relax. I did some earlier tonight but I have yet to do my second set. I guess that is what I'm off to do. Goodnight readers. Thanks for showing interest in my new blog.
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