Here We Go Again

Or, We Could Just Eat Cup Cakes
Or, We Could Just Eat Cup Cakes

Yesterday’s Lane 8 post’s ending should scare the hell heck out of you.

It’s the one, the most important, truth that makes everything you read here have significant meaning and value for you.

If you haven’t, and even if you have, you should scroll down and read it now.

Let it wash over you today.  Your only hope is to embrace this truth and start taking, or keep taking, small daily steps to a healthier you.

Expect To Fail

Rubbish!
Rubbish!

You should plan to fail.  It’s in your nature to fail.

Think about learning to walk as a toddler.  You constantly failed. Over, and over, and over.

So what?  Did it stop you?

You were determined – nothing would stop you from learning to walk. You had to learn, if you wanted to be like the others around you – everywhere you looked, people were walking.

So what?  So what is stopping you from applying that same desire and determination to get and stay healthy?

Everywhere you look people are getting and staying in ill health – a ticking time bomb so to speak.

The best health care reform our country can implement starts with you.

Quit complaining about our Government not doing this or not doing that.

Go look in the mirror and hold yourself to the same level of expectation.

And…

Expect to fail.

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Sacrifice Is Required

Someday
Someday

Sacrifice is required. And so is patience. You already know this. And you also know how difficult, and some would even say impossible, these are.

Yet we must, over time, develop the good habits that let us have a positive outlook, in spite of the setbacks and missed opportunities. It is our only hope for hope.

Four days ago, I had to pass on the Florida State Masters Track & Field Championships. It’s a 30-minute drive., and my “home track”.  But I’ve spent years with chronic foot pain and am not ready to compete again.

Health Is Wealth

Health Is Wealth
Health Is Wealth

Health is wealth.

That’s what the 93-year old woman said.

She always said it.

She had a wisdom about her that only comes from seeing it all. A lifetime of sorting through the “meaning of life”.

In 1989, Cheryl and I returned to Pennsylvania for our Best Man’s wedding.

It was during that trip that Grammy died in my arms.

And for some unknown reason this morning, I’m recalling what Grammy always said like it was yesterday.