i ran a 10 miler last week. my pacing was way too slow, but i all in all i ran a mentally and physically good race. i could have kept going had i not speeded up that last 1 and 1/2 mile to the finish. i thought the end was a lot closer than it was and killed myself to the point of feeling as if i'd pass out.
i run. i walk. walked well over 10 miles this past weekend. i try not to spend too much time watching tv or surfing the net, and don't buy the newspaper anymore.
i listen to LOTS of music and read books... think about my life back when i was in my 20's... i throw myself into work.
why?
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1. because if i dwelled on all of the atrocities, all the truly fucked up things going on out there...i'd be resting in a hotbath with slit wrists. probably why i'm still smoking that one clove unfiltered cigarette...it's slow suicide for dummies...
what in the world is happening on this planet? and will anyone have the balls to drop a few big ones, end it all, and give the dinosaurs another shot...sometimes, i hope so.
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thus ends the mini written breakdown.
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Thanx for the 'happy mother's day' wish.
:)
I stayed slathered up in 45 and a sun hat yesterday. Makes me feel like a fool, but I'm not even a little pink today (more's the pity).
:)
DA
didn't think you were around still...how the heck are ya?! :-))
chrs
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The best any human being can do is be a positive influence on their own little bit of turf. It doesn't matter if they succeed in big changes or little ones. It only matters if you try. Enough people trying do change the world. And it has to start somewhere.
Slit wrists in a hot tub are never the right alternative. Running might be. Being you always is.
sez
Can't blame anyone for turning off and tuning out.
PS. But we had some grand ideas about how to get the world back =)