Still in my skin

This past week, coincidentally with the end of the rain, I've become very very anxious.  I was sick the week before, doing nothing active for 7 (!) days.  Now it's sunny, I'm heading to Indian Creek in 10 (!) days, and I'm ready to get out of town.  Unfortunately I have a neurologist appointment the 17th, and a talk to give at the Threatened Trout Meeting on the 18th.  So I'm sentenced to Davis until then.

I'm at the point right now where I'm so jumpy that if I don't work out one day, I feel like a worthless turd...because I have too much energy.  It seems best to keep my body tired, in hopes that it will quiet my mind.  To this end, I've been doing spin followed by pilates 2x a week, and climbing at Pipeworks 3x a week.  I'm sore.  I'm so sore from spin/pilates yesterday that I had a dream that I was in a car crash that gave me whiplash.  But Goddammit it feels good (when I'm awake) and I'm tired of feeling fat.

Work is going...the chapter of the fishes of the Tuolumne River has taken shape, now I have to find some sort of point to it, and weave that throughout the 20 pages of text.  Unfortunately this book as meant that I have done next to nothing on my trout manuscript.  Hopefully the fact that I'll present on this project on the 18th, and then again in May will make me get my shit together.