There's just too much frustration in my life. Like going to the grocery store tonite. It's just an exercise in futility. Going up and down the aisles looking for something new and edible that just may have appeared since last time I searched. I go past the chicken wings, past the pizza, past the sausages and the hamburgers, past the nachos and the chips, past the bread, and if they had any at the grocery store....past the beer. Frustrating!
....oh wait...maybe I should be grateful?
But then I get to the checkout line where this older couple spend about 2o minutes sorting out their money to pay for their adult diapers. Frustrating!
....oh wait....maybe I should be grateful?
Then because it was on my schedule I headed to the pool for a quick workout. I got completely changed and left the change room only to find the pool completely crowded with mentally handicapped individuals and their caregivers. No place to swim. Frustrating!
...oh wait....maybe I should be grateful
I had another successful training day even without the swim. I rode a 16 km, slightly down hill course. I did it 3 times in succession with each session a little harder than the previous one. I felt very good considering yesterday was long run day.
I wish to dedicate day 138 to my Tante (aunt) Ida, my Moms sister-in-law for whom she was always grateful
"Once, during Prohibition, I was forced to live for days on nothing but food and water."---W.C. Fields
"To educate yourself for the feeling of gratitude means to take nothing for granted, but to always seek out and value the kind that will stand behind the action. Nothing that is done for you is a matter of course. Everything originates in a will for the good, which is directed at you. Train yourself never to put off the word or action for the expression of gratitude."---Albert Schweitzer
"If a fellow isn't thankful for what he's got, he isn't likely to be thankful for what he's going to get."---Frank A. Clark
love
peter
Monday, February 2, 2009
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Fuck food! Fuck old people and their shitty diapers. Fuck retards too. I get to eat what I want, and it all tastes good. I do not shit my pants (very often) and I an not retarded (much). Am I grateful... fucked if I know. Think I am most of the time, but me being grateful for being able to tie my shoes without drooling, is not the same as a blind person suddenly gaining sight(I am assuming they would be very excited) So, I say fuck everyone. I have said it before, and I will say it again... fuck'em if they can't take a joke. Sometimes you are grateful when you don't even realize it. probably every time your with you grandchildren, you are grateful. You are so preoccupied with the pleasure of them in your company, that you miss the grateful part... Fuck'em. don't worry, be happy
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