It’s Fall and I’m Happy

It is near fall again. I can always tell, at least around here, by the shorter days, the mist hovering around the trees during the early morning commutes into work, and the yellow school buses that pepper my same commute to and from work. Fall is my favorite season, if there can be such a thing. I like it because it’s still warm enough to do stuff outside, but cool enough to start layering clothes. Fall is also my favorite motorcycling season. It isn’t too hot and there isn’t as much rain as there is in the springtime.

This particular fall, I’ve made a lot of changes. I changed jobs, moving from Ellucian as a full stack developer to QVC as a front end developer. I was ready for a change and the opportunity presented itself; so I jumped. Also, I took on an additional class this semester of teaching at Jefferson University. I agreed to teach an undergraduate technical course in addition to my regular graduate technical course that’s part of the UX track. I’d never taught an undergraduate course before. I was a little leery of teaching undergrads, mostly because I was worried about the maturity level of the students. The major differences, so far, are the frequency of communication and level of engagement. Graduate students seem more plugged in and business-like, where undergraduates are more chill and communicate less. This doesn’t mean the undergrads are not good students; far from it, they are hardworking and do what is required. I’m sure I’ll have more to add to this by the semester’s end in December, but this is my initial impression when the two classes are juxtaposed.

That’s about all I have for now. I don’t plan on writing with too much frequency, but it’s been a while. So I thought I’d post an update, but I’m not even sure if anyone reads these anyway.

End of Streak: 176 Days of Yoga and Meditation

Yesterday I forgot to get in yoga and meditation sessions. This means my streak ended with 176 consecutive days, about a week shy of 6 months. I didn’t even realize I ruined my streak until I woke up this morning. I was immediately bummed and wished that I could go back in time one full day to get in my session and keep the streak going.

The whole reason for the broken streak had to do with an unexpected change in my daily schedule. My car had been making a noise, so I’d scheduled a checkup at the dealership for yesterday. I needed to drop the car off at 7 AM, so that meant I needed to get up at 5, get in a lift, then get ready for the day—showering, dressing, dropping off the car, and getting a loaner on my way to work. I only had enough time to get in a yoga and meditation session OR get in a lift before work. I only like to lift in the mornings, so I lifted and I told myself that I’d get in a yoga and a meditation session before bed. Normally, I do everything—work out, yoga practice, and meditate—in the mornings before starting my day.

Unfortunately, I watched a movie before bed, Battle: Los Angeles. At the end of the movie, I was tired from the day and just went to bed; completely forgetting to get in my yoga and meditation sessions. I have no idea if I’ll start another streak. It’s beneficial, but damn is it a pain in the ass to fit into my day with work and workouts. I’ll think about it for a couple days and made a decision this weekend.

Aside: If you haven’t watched Battle: Los Angeles, you should. Especially if you like Marine Corps movies. Being a former Marine, I find this is one of my favorite military/scifi movies, but don’t just take my word for it. Check out the Terminal Lance review.

Oversized Oxford Shirts

In yet another clothes post, I want to write about why I like slightly oversized, untucked, button down, oxford  shirts. Almost two years ago, I streamlined my wardrobe to just a few essentials; if you will, a uniform. The main component of my uniform is a black or charcoal colored oxford shirt. I get slim fit oxfords, but they are one size larger than what I should wear. I wear them a little loose because it reminds me of when I was in grade school art class.

At one particular school, the students were required to wear one of their dad’s castoff dress shirts as art smocks. I always liked the feel of my dad’s old shirt covering my school uniform, protecting my school clothes from paint or whatever. I never really forgot that feeling of comfort. As I grew older and entered into the 80s, everything was oversized. So wearing penny loafers, ripped jeans, Ray-Bans, and billowing oversized oxford shirts was the norm for almost a decade.

There is a song by Spoon named “Fitted Shirt.” The song really hits home and reminds me of those art classes when I wore my dad’s old oxford work shirt as a smock. Now that I’m older, I wear oversized fitted oxfords every work day—mostly because it gives me room to move, but also because it reminds me of those grade school art classes and being a kid in the 70s and early 80s.