Tuesday 04
May. 4th, 2010 11:06 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Tuesday 04- I did my stretches, ran two miles, and lifted weights.
Today’s Weather was: Temps of around 61 and 88 degrees, mostly calm winds, humidity around 12 percent, clear skies.
According to the National Weather Service: “Wednesday: Sunny, with a high near 87. West wind between 8 and 15 mph, with gusts as high as 21 mph. Wednesday Night: Mostly clear, with a low around 59. Breezy, with a west wind between 15 and 22 mph, with gusts as high as 31 mph.”
I did some yard work and watered the plants. It’s was such a beautiful day that I spent a few hours outside just sitting and enjoying the sights and sounds of the desert in spring.
I went for my evening walk and listened to Astro 10: General Astronomy: Interstellar Travel.
I read aloud from the textbooks: “Astronomy Today" the discovery of Uranus and Neptune; “The Cell: a Molecular Approach” Transcription by RNA Polymerase I and II.
I read a few chapters of “Next” by Michael Crichton.
I did my stretches, practiced my guitar, wrote my column for the newspaper and sent it in, wrote to my journal, posted it to the web, and called it a night.
Today’s Weather was: Temps of around 61 and 88 degrees, mostly calm winds, humidity around 12 percent, clear skies.
According to the National Weather Service: “Wednesday: Sunny, with a high near 87. West wind between 8 and 15 mph, with gusts as high as 21 mph. Wednesday Night: Mostly clear, with a low around 59. Breezy, with a west wind between 15 and 22 mph, with gusts as high as 31 mph.”
I did some yard work and watered the plants. It’s was such a beautiful day that I spent a few hours outside just sitting and enjoying the sights and sounds of the desert in spring.
I went for my evening walk and listened to Astro 10: General Astronomy: Interstellar Travel.
I read aloud from the textbooks: “Astronomy Today" the discovery of Uranus and Neptune; “The Cell: a Molecular Approach” Transcription by RNA Polymerase I and II.
I read a few chapters of “Next” by Michael Crichton.
I did my stretches, practiced my guitar, wrote my column for the newspaper and sent it in, wrote to my journal, posted it to the web, and called it a night.