That's how kids live their lives. By the minute. While wating for something good to come 10 minutes is a lifetime, but while enjoying something 10 minutes is also a lifetime. Colby always wants everything broken down into minutes for this very reason. If he is gifted with 60 minutes to do something pleasurable his happiness knows no bounds, and if given some inconceivable amount of time like 240 minutes he cannot even conceive of the possibilities.
In contrast, tell me that I have only an afternoon left to do some task, even one I may enjoy, and I immediately get stressed. I don't know the answer, I only pray that I don't let my stupidity rub off on him.
Another easy training day today but I feel good. I did the block in 36 1/2 minutes at an easy pace, and then crosstrained with the fence job in the afternoon. I don't know if I'm progressing fast enough, but I can tell you that my overall fitness certainly continues to improve. Everything just seems to get easier and easier. Even just working around the yard. As an example I noticed how easily I jump on and off the tractor. I feel like a kid.
I'm doing the computrainer thing tomorrow then off to mexico for 4 days, so I should be able to go crazy again when I get back.
I wish to dedicate day 67 to my nephew Matt, who turned into a man sometime when I wasn't looking
Done waste your minutes....
"The future is something which everyone reaches at the rate of sixty minutes an hour, whatever he does, whoever he is."---C S Lewis
"Lost, yesterday, somewhere between Sunrise and Sunset, two golden hours, each set with sixty diamond minutes. No reward is offered, for they are gone forever.---Horace Mann
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peter
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