The setting sun in London across the Thames featuring Big Ben and his bell tower
One of the final sunsets I watched before leaving Spain
This one's in Segovia behind the Alcazar
Valencian sunset over one of the art and science buildings
Another in Segovia on the other side of the castle
Also in Segovia... sorry for the blurry outcome
Castle just after it lit up at dusk
I took this one only seconds before the previous...
This one's from the bridge near my house where I loved to watch the sunsets until I discovered how beautiful they were from up by the castle
Not necessarily my favorite but I took it on my home from visiting a friend in Portillo
I put on a backpack today for my first time since being home from abroad. I LOVE backpacks but after carrying a 30ish pound backpack for 3 weeks I wasn't too excited about putting one on again. Today I headed to the library to do a bit of research and found that I enjoyed having my school backpack begin its re-attachment to my upper posterior side. It was even more enjoyable when I left the library with 6 books and it actually had an academic amount of weight in it. However, the best part of wearing it was definitely when I walked out of the apartment. This was my official reminder that I was back on campus and it was such a great feeling!
Until I started taking psych classes the word conditioning (to me) always signified the last 30 minutes of gymnastics practice. Killers, crunches, handstand push-ups, etc. However, now it makes me think of classical and operant conditioning. Last fall my friend Allison told me how the sensors in the library would always go off when she walked through them and I began to hold my breath while walking through. Only a few weeks later when I began a research paper and started consistently carrying books with me the sensors began to have their fun. Not long and I was conditioned to fear walking through them. It's been 6 months since I last walked through one of those and had almost forgot about my fear until today. I walked in to Clemens library for my first time since last December and even though I had an empty backpack I found I automatically held my breath while walking through and by the time I made it through safely found my heartbeat had increased. How crazy is that?
Today I went to the fitness center and while stretching and conditioning an old song from the jock jams cds came on the radio. I was instantly taken back to my days of gymnastics practice. I forgot how great jock jams were. I am currently listening to the few I have on my computer while I finish this blog.
While I was in the fitness center it began to pour. Really pour. Normally it would have dropped my mood a few points but knowing that I was headed towards a shower anyways I was a little excited to enjoy a walk through the rain. When I reached the door I put my sandals in my bag, my hood up, and took a nice stroll through the rain. It felt great. Next time you're walking through the rain and you have some time, take your shoes off and go bare foot, somehow it assists in enjoyment of the rain. I think it's because when you're not wearing shoes/socks and walking through the rain it feels as though you're supposed to be getting wet. That REALLY improved my mood (not that I was in a poor one to begin with).
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