Wanna know a deep, dark secret about
me? I haven’t been to the beach once yet this year.
Shocking, isn’t it? I mean, here I
am, someone who’s dream job would be as a beach bum, and I have yet
to set one foot on a beach in 2019. I’ve been walking near a
beach, and I’ve gazed lovingly upon a beach from a short distance
away, but I haven’t yet been on an actual beach this year. Of
course, seeing as how we've only had three beach days, as far as the
weather goes this year, I'm not surprised.
But still.
Walking on a beach is one of the things
to which I look forward every summer, and it’s one of the things I
try to accomplish with a steady frequency. I don’t know about you,
but there’s just something about walking along a beach, feeling the
warm sand between your toes and listening to the water gently lapping
up on the shore, that makes me relaxed, and gets rid of any cares I
might have about the world. The calm that washes over me on a beach
is amazing; While I have practiced meditation in the past, I've never received a more Zen-like feeling than the one I get by
walking on a beach.
Like I mentioned, there have only been
three beach days (or days above 75) this year so far. I was
downstate for one, I was working for the second (and as surprised as
everyone else when it actually occurred), and the third was this past
Saturday, when it seems like every single person in Marquette headed
to the closest beach. While walking past McCarty’s Cove on
Saturday did a quick guess-timate, and if my math was correct (which
is always a very iffy proposition) there were over 2,000 people
there. Now, they were all enjoying themselves, and that’s great.
I hope they had a fantastic time while they were there. But when I
go to the beach, I like to go there early in the morning, before
hordes of people show up, when I can zone out without dealing with
crying kids, loud jet-skis, and the dogs that aren’t legally
supposed to be on the beach in the first place. I usually accomplish
this by going there on one of my legendary summer half-days, but you
know what?
I haven’t taken one of my legendary
summer half-days yet this year. Between the weekday weather not
cooperating, my workload, and all my other commitments, I just
haven’t had the chance yet.
I’m not worried; I’m sure I’ll
have plenty of opportunities to do so as the summer wears on. At
least, I'm hoping we'll have plenty of opportunities as summer wears
on. All we need, now, is for summer to actually show up, and we'll
be all set.
Odds on that, currently, are running
about 50-50.
On that note, have yourself a great
weekend. Sure, it won't be beach weather, but at least it won't be
snowing out. Right?
Right?
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