Wednesday, January 16, 2013
"For love to be genuine it doesn't have to be extraordinary." That's from my poster tonight for tonight's installment of wisdom...
But my brain instead has gone to a song by the same name from the musical "Pippin"... it's an hiliarious song ( www.stlyrics.com/lyrics/
)... with lyrics like this:
"Patching the roof and pitching the hay
Is not my idea of a perfect day
When you're extraordinary
You gotta do extraordinary things..."
In the musical, Pippin is always trying to find the thing that is "his destiny" or what he's supposed to be doing in his life. When he finally finds it, he still isn't content because he can't believe that he really is happy. It's sort of the perpetual search for Peter Pan... and refusing to grow up. I know I suffer from that... all too much.
The closest thing to a fountain of youth that I have ever found is eating healthy and working out. One of my mantras, "I can't help aging, but I can control HOW I age."
Tonight was 4.2 miles on treadmill, and I ran 3.7 miles of that straight, including 0.6 at 7 mph, a slight increase over my last run. I think I will repeat this one or two more times and then up it again.
Oh well, off to bed with me!