May 2011
9 posts
“Don’t ask yourself what the world needs. Ask yourself what makes you come...”
– This quote from Gil Bailie is still one of my favorites. Running in the new shoes tonight and I’ve already got 48 ounces of water in me today. I think I’m doing quite well. I’ll let you know the details of today, tomorrow.
Ah Memorial Day. A time to get out in the blistering sun and play a backyard game and then enjoy grilled meat. It was a good day. I am hoping to head to bed soon to get up early and begin my writing regimen like I started a little while ago. I’m running tomorrow with the local running group. This means I, a guy who hasn’t run seriously in ten years, will be surrounded by legit runners....
Absolutely nothing on my goals were even attempted today. I’m going to have to look into some productivity books/blogs to figure out how to accomplish goals when you’re not in your basic usual environment. With family visiting, everything has been different. I helped my sister-in-law type and print up her wedding invitations. That was nice. I did enter to win an Ecosystem journal....
My wife’s family bought me an early birthday gift. It’s going to help with my fitness, which is one of my goals. I’ve been wanting to get another pair of barefoot running shoes since my Nike Frees disintegrated a few years ago. My first choice would be the Vibram Five Fingers but, since I have webbed toes, I’m unable to buy a pair. Thanks for the discrimination Vibram. I...
I didn’t forget. I’ve got 43 minutes to spare.
Today was uneventful on the goal side of things. Not a ton of water, read very little, wrote hardly none. Did not work out. Long boring day at work and was unable to do the things I want. Had a fantastic conversation with an old friend; those are good to have every once in a while.
Tomorrow? Working out with friends at 9:30AM and will...
Microcosm
So I haven’t wrote anything in a while - yet I’ve constantly been writing posts in my head. Does that happen to anyone else? You have all these different ideas and think I’m going to write about that and yet the day comes and goes and you never get around to doing it. For me it usually ends up getting lost in the wash or, if I’m able to parse it down enough, becomes a...
