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My New Year’s foolslution this year was to re-gain my six-pack. So, I went out and started buying them, but they turned into a keg-belly, not a ripped torso. Odd. It seemed the more I tried the worse it got!

My self image was growing.....

My self-image was growing…..

Thing is, I’d wrestled most of my earlier years, beginning in second grade with my first official match in sixth and then on through high school.  I was flexible then, muscular for my age and quite successful at the sport( my entire lifetime record was 62ish wins and 2 losses). I had a six-pack then, and I’d never drank a single one! Go figure.

Being young has it's advantages....

Being young has it’s advantages….(Not me pictured.then or now..)

It’s April, and I’ve officially started to do yoga again daily, kicking in leg lifts and fifty stair push-ups as well. Who’d want to start in January!?!?! Ha! Anyway, it’s a start-moving from round to fit, maybe. I play Lisa Lynn Harp music as I workout every morning-love that music- but I have to say this repetitive tune thing I have going on drives my wife nuts, and now my dog scoots up the stairs to escape the morning barrage of lets feel good music, too.  Let’s face it, Shadow’s in shape at 1 and 1/2, and he’d rather be listening to squirrels chomping up in his jaws than me huffing on a mat.

But it’s all good, and since there’s ten thousand things I’d like to recommend, doing Yoga is one of them.

This is me leading a yoga session up at our Lake House-about four years ago.....sigh.

This is me leading a yoga session up at our Lake House-about four years ago…..sigh.

I started yoga in earnest at age 55 and did it nearly daily for seven years. The routine made me feel ten years younger and much stronger than the 54-year-old me I’d been when I started. Do yourself a favor-start any yoga routine that suits your fancy and stick with it to see what happens.

Random note(and picture):

Idea! It's a miracle I survived......

Idea! It’s a miracle I survived……

Robin and I would be first out in the water at Alexander Springs back in 1970ish.  Not sure, but it seemd Gators were sleeping with their faces pointed toward the spring until we disturbed them-they'd swim on down river....

Robin(my cousin) and I would be first out in the water at Alexander Springs* back in 1970ish. Not sure, but it seemed the Gators we often swam over were sleeping with their faces pointed toward the spring until we disturbed them-they’d swim on down river….I never felt in danger–hahahah…..So there are also disadvantages to being young.

So why did I ever stop doing yoga? Well,  one-off day easily leads to the next, and what once was time to do the routine becomes time to do other stuff. Plus, there’s ice cream, cakes, chips, crackers, spreads, jams, barbecue, not soda fountains, parties and those six-packs.

Not soda bars....

Not soda fountains….

It's really very simple-a person can work out or pass out....and then dream he's working out!!!! Wowowowo/.

It’s really very simple-a person can work out or pass out….and then dream he’s working out!!!! Wowowowo/.

In fact, when you compare the few things yoga does for a person-makes them strong, more fit, happier, thinner-to all the other reasons not to do yoga, well, it’s a no-brainer. Did I mention Football season and beer? And ice-cream cakes….the choice is simple.

I'm thinkin' this guy watched a few too many games.....

I’m thinkin’ this guy watched a few too many games…..

Find some simple stretches you like doing, and remember to hold your positions for 30 seconds. Don’t worry about how far down your hands go, or knees bend, just do what you can. Bend don’t break, that’s the rule. Quickly, the body regains its elasticity and a person becomes more flexible.

I spent Saturday at Alexander Springs snorkeling at my favorite Florida spring.

Ah--Alexander Springs....I'd like my cousins, etc. to one day see this place.

Ah–Alexander Springs….I’d like my cousins, and readers to one day see this place.

But I completely missed this! Jeez/Geeez...

But I completely missed this! Jeez/Ge’ez…

It was crowded, being Easter Weekend, but I couldn’t help notice one well chiseled young man who walked into the water up to his waist. He stopped, turned to face the beach head and started cupping water in both hands and pouring the water over his head and, yes, letting the water drip down across his six-pack. “What an a-hole,” I thought. It was as if he was anointing his body with water for all to see.”Show off,” I scoffed.

Now, if I can only get to look like that guy! Many think I’ve already 1/2 of his routine down with only one body to go.

They say every successful endeavor starts with a workable plan...I be alone and must think-

They say every successful endeavor starts with a workable plan…I must be alone; I have to think-

Cheers and Beers, and yoga, too. Good luck. And really , I might not have started this whole thing again if my sister hadn’t noted during her recent visit that I looked like a half-dead, soggy donut of a snail. So go out and challenge someone(should be someone you know)-do them the favor. And no, I am not a snail. My sister’s so off:-)

Franque23-

* I wrote about this spring before—-please enjoy!https://franque23.wordpress.com/2011/05/18/heart-pine/

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The Lake Bonaparte amp 2/1/2015

The Lake Bonaparte Camp 2/1/2015

Follow the road at the bottom of the first shot below that veers right until you pass one point, and then a second. Now you’ve reached our small nook of a bay, and past our bay around a third point is a large bay that forms the right side of the lake(right side of picture)-that’s called bull rush bay. .. go back to our small bay and move left and up a bit across the water and you’ll see an Island that looks like an inverted ‘T’…that’s Birch Island, the one my ex-brother-in-law owned for many many years until this year. Moving past that Island you’ll see way to the left and at the top of the picture, the outlet of the lake-that’s called Mud lake, and that’s where I most often fish….the fifth shot in this series is one Dale took in Mud lake.

the lake from above

the lake from above

no roads in sight....Lake Bonaparte-mid summer

no roads in sight….Lake Bonaparte-mid summer(not!)

same shot as above...different season.

same shot as above…as the ice moves in.

mud lake-the picture works right side up of upside down!

mud lake-the picture works right side up of upside down!

​In all, there’s 22 miles of shore line…and the lake is ninety feet deep(deeper) in places….When I was young, I was told that divers claimed the lake was 300 feet deep–but , I think invasive weeds have lessened the readings–Mud lake stays shallow–4 to 15 fifteen feet deep.

A yoga dock class,,, and my small fishing boat is behind us. We built the dock, our family/relatives in 2004, and now my sister has bought a party boat, so we will be redoing the dock in the next two years to allow for more docking space.

Yoga at the lake-fun times.

Yoga at the lake-fun times.

Our set of sixty steps down to the lake from our camp has a 1/2 way dock-seats, resting, great view….this shot of the sunset and Birch island out in the lake was taken from this place of tranquility…

Our docks face the sunset...The lake calms down to a glass top nearly every evening....

Our docks face the sunset…The lake calms down to a glass top nearly every evening….

These are the dangerous people…..some are bark eaters*…but I say they’re misunderstood. They mean no harm, and they don’t bite-not often.

But don't worry-you don't usually run into them all at once. And a lot of them sleep in.

But don’t worry-you don’t usually run into them all at once. And a lot of them sleep in.

Right now, I’m fishing through old shots you’ve seen if you read my blog(as if-right!)

Not in the lake......not up there.

Not in the lake……not up there. These big boys swim around with us down here in Florida.

It's hard to have fun up there.

It’s hard to have fun up there.

I've known some people up there for over 60 years!

I’ve known some people up there for over 60 years!

Others are gone, though they live through my memories, especially when I’m around the lake.

Time is a funny thing. For me, when I'm up at the lake, the days feel eternal, and way too short!

Time is a funny thing. For me, when I’m up at the lake, the days feel eternal, and way too short!

Ed and Chris had just returned from  Peru for a visit, while I stayed put dreaming of lake time.

Ed and Chris had just returned from Peru for a visit, while I stayed put dreaming of lake time.

Here’s two Morgan bark-eaters from way back!

For all I know, these two could be Vampires....(BTW--This subject, Vampires, draws over 2500 hits on the catalog of the library where I work!)

For all I know, these two could be Vampires….(BTW–This subject, Vampires, draws over 2500 hits on the catalog of the library where I work!)

Until my next visit….

I'll be dreaming about the lake.

I’ll be dreaming about the lake.

Sans the snow!

2004 vintage....white out!

2004 vintage….white out!

It’s been fun—-I’ll keep you posted with some new shots, later.

*Bark eaters are all explained(exposed) in a previous blog.-this one…..https://franque23.wordpress.com/2012/04/30/the-morgan-low-down/

Cheers and More.

Franque23

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Book one, Avatar Magic and book two, The Code of Avatar Magic are on kindle now.

There’s three things I hate about today, and I’ve forgotten two of them.  The one I remember, albeit with reservation, perhaps, more than uncertainty,  or you might call it suspicion or heavy-handed skepticism, and as well with  new founded dubitation*  that’s hardheartedly supported by a complete lack of confidence,  is simply that the Gators won last night, maybe…was that really a win?

Why in the hell would any football team play three overtimes?!?!?! Don’t these folks know that 50%, no, 99.9% of everyone watching  football is pacing themselves as they drink–all in accordance to a normal game, you know a the fourth quarter’s over, game over type of game.

Football parties always start special.

Football parties always start special.

The game gets going and things change.

The game gets going and things change.

Jeez and Gee-whiz. If the game’s tied at the end just give me a call, find out who I’m pulling for and declare that team the winner. If not,our entire society is at risk.

Things go on and on....

Men tend to get pretty philosophical during half-time.  Things go on and on….

Three overtimes means one big mess.

And, three overtimes means one big mess.

Why three overtimes?

That was my question this morning as I stood looking at my reflection in a full length mirror while listening to phantom of the opera–I do this every morning–making sure everything’s in place, though, I seemed a bit off. Thing is, I had a beer bottle for a head this morning–that’s never good. Have you ever tried looking out through the bottom of one of those babies? See? Not a good visual.

Dang it- that was a long game.

Dang it- that was a long game.

Listen-I’m not the one to blame for the three over-time game. Blame it on the refs.(More later on the zebra suits)

Fact:  throw in three overtimes and fights might break out, chairs aren’t where they once were,  and couches start moving, too. Banana’s end up in glasses, not the ones lost along with the car keys, and the world takes a turn for the worse.

Things change.

Things change.

And this brings me to today’s revelation!

Call me, Mr. Idea man.....

Call me, Mr. Idea man…..

Today’s Revelation:  The earth spins everywhere and at the equator at about 1000 miles per hour. Of course, people don’t feel the earth spinning, unless they’ve been drinking. That’s when the whole miracle of standing in place goes south. This means drinking actually puts people in touch with reality, our environment, as it really spins.

But I’m not giving any credit to the overtime game–it bringing out our true nature or not. About those refs…

This post’s random picture:

Do you realize how many shots of people taking beer baths in on the internet?

Do you realize how many shots of people taking beer baths are on the internet?

to continue……

Football games should have random flags thrown at different set times during the game, regardless of play. Example: various times, like 10 minutes and five seconds into the game, or twenty-one minutes etc… are picked pre-game as the times flags will be thrown–no one will know exactly what the randomly computer picked penalty will be, just when they will happen. There’s a hundred percent chance the penalties called by computer will be more accurate than the ones now selected by the Refs, AND, no one will have anything to fight about. Of course, this is genius on my part, but it won’t happen. Why? This predetermined time flag throwing idea would knock some corruption out of the game, set Vegas on its ear, so it’s a no throw. Maybe, we should let fans call the flags?

NO, fans throwing anything isn't a good idea.

NO, fans throwing anything isn’t a good idea.

Or, cheerleaders could make the calls, and depict the reason for the flag and leave that up to fan's interpretation

Or, cheerleaders could make the calls, and depict the reason for the flag and leave that up to fan’s interpretation?

(this space for doodling)

WARNING:  Don’t drink Victory’s Golden Monkey beer watching football,  though it’s the best beer you’ll ever have. Thing is, your game might go into overtime! Then What?

Beer Buzz-head over, but not out!

Franque23

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