(photo: Second working day of retirement)
Walked to vote.
Walked to lunch.
Walked back home.
Walking is good.
As a society, we do far too little of it.
Eventually we get to make big changes.
Either proactively or reactively.
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Month: February 2015
First Monday of retirement was an important work day
(photo: Yesterday’s run was shorter and faster)
First Monday of retirement. Big work day. Even though retired now, time was still crunched. Wanted to run 50 minutes. Took what was available instead.
Figure it out. It’s our responsibility.
No matter what.
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Be the artist you know you deserve
(photo: Even at 55 years old, we can thrive more vibrantly than people half our age.)
Could feel it before stepping on the scale. Two extra pounds gained in one day.
Seems insignificant. There is an art to optimizing the temple housing everything keeping us alive.
The art is in the daily tending.
Can you feel that difference as soon as you wake up?
What if you could?
Be the artist you know you deserve.
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The car window message really didn’t make sense at first glance
(photos: First day of retirement was yesterday, and these photos were from the mid-morning 5-miler)
“Help Me”
Delayed run until well past sunrise in order for the air to warm. Nothing less than 50 minutes sounded good.
Saw a “help me” message on a car stopped in the middle of a busy four-lane road near Disney.
Turns out it was two honeymooners looking for Downtown Disney.
It was a nice one-minute break with 10 minutes still to run.
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Yesterday’s walk through the Park was a compromise
Time to compromise?
Yesterday’s walk through the Park was a compromise. One that was fun to make.
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