Thursday, April 07, 2011
That is what I am and what I plan to be until I take my last breath.
I can change. I will change. I am the artist/sculptor trying to create something worth sharing from this mind and body I am blessed with.
Here are some quotes about change.
Change alone is eternal, perpetual, immortal.
- Arthur Schopenhauer
Change is inevitable - except from a vending machine.
- Robert C. Gallagher
Change is such hard work.
- Billy Crystal
If we don't change, we don't grow. If we don't grow, we aren't really living.
- Gail Sheehy
If you don't like something, change it. If you can't change it, change your attitude. Don't complain.
- Maya Angelou
Have a Sparky day!
Sunday, April 03, 2011
I have no memory of life before first grade but I have been told that as a yong child I could not walk a block without great pain. I do remember being taken to clinics at a very young age. And having something done to my feet during one visit. And getting too many samples of my blood taken.
By first grade, I was walking about a half mile to school without pain and all I was then diagnosed with was severely flat feet. I was given exercises, such as picking up a pencil with my toes and walking heel to toe in a straight line, to do twice a day. I did them twice a day for eight years and for extra credit I would sometimes walk a mile or more on a railroad rail. I didn't drink IPA's back then but if anyone ever asked me to walk a straight line, I could sure do it!
As I drink my morning cups of coffee, I find myself wondering why I am finding it so hard to do the stretches twice a day that the physical therapist told me to do for my piriformis when I had no trouble doing exercises twice a day for my feet for eight years as a child.
Did I have more time available then? Was it because I wanted to be healthy for the rest of my life then and now possibly rest on my laurels, if not a pain free buttocks? I know I will never run as fast as I used to (I consider my 10 mile time of 58:48 as my best race) but I know I may be able to run farther than ever (I'm considering a 62 mile trail run next Fall, never went beyond 50 to date). Is it because the stretches hurt and the exercises didn't? Since this coffee is not providing any answers, I think I'll go stretch.
Before I move away from the keyboard, I feel compelled to mention that as a result of those eight childhood years of twice daily exercises, when I was 18 I no longer had flat feet. And I learned that having flat feet would have excluded me from being drafted into the military. How unfortunate and ironic it would have been if those exercises led to my being sent to Vietnam with potentially fatal consequences?
Fortunately, I was never drafted.
Saturday, April 02, 2011
Started today's run in the rain and immediately found myself singing a song to the tune of Gene Kelly's Singing in the Rain:
I'm running in the rain,
Just running in the rain!
And Oh!, what a feeling
I'm happy again!
If I had had an umbrella, I would have started twirling it and dancing.
Shortly into the run, a car went speeding by. On a park road with many walkers and runners around! As soon as I thought to myself that I wished a cop would catch the jerk and give him a ticket, I saw that the next car on the road was a cop and he stopped the speeder and gave him a ticket.
Then a poem occurred to me.
is my church
without a steeple
Coaches all nice
give sound advice
And with my Spark teams
I'll fulfill my dreams.
Finally, on my drive home, a truck pulled in front of me with a bumper sticker that said: Stool Bus. It was a sewer/sewage cleaner business truck. A pun, giving me the 4th P.
Have a Sparky day!
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