Man. that was a disheartening scene this morning. I had hoped to ride outside today but the white stuff took that option away. I decided just to swim as I was of course a little tired from yesterday, and it was probably for the best. I don't like the fact that I was tired and even a little sore from a simple 30k run, but I guess maybe age is a bit of a factor. I have to remember that and accept it, but it's tough. As happy as I was with my effort yesterday I also think back to running that race a lot, lot faster. To give you some sense of it, this year I was in 1279th place, out of some 5000 runners. Sounds not bad eh? Brett and I also finished 138th out of 408 in our mens 50-54 age group. Again....not bad eh? But.....my best previous finish time applied to yesterdays race would have put me in 92nd place overall and 4th in the age group!!
But alas I'm old and I've wasted the years. Unlike Bernie who is aparrently as fit as ever. Based on his enthusiasm for life and his confidence I'm not gonna let this age thing get to me. I expect as well that Bernie will want to join Brett and I in London on Mothers Day (May 10th) where we will be running the marathon. I know its 42.2 k Bernie but if you just run the first 40 I promise I will run the last 2.2k twice! In my bare feet, and carrying you!
And Elly, thanks for your blessing. I was feeling quite sheepish after the race and as I told Teresa and Claudette about my moment it happened all over again. And at the risk of sounding really pathetic I truly, truly was touched by the gentleness and compassion of a brother-in-law who I think I only really got to know yesterday. I hope I don't embarrass you by this Brett but I now know what my little sister seen in you all those years ago.
It occurs to me that the neat thing about this blog is that I can say things I want to say easier somehow than saying them in person. And while that may imply a lack of courage I still think that if it's important enough to say it, then this way is still better than none.
I also need to tell you about the rest of my day. I spent the entire afternoon with my precious, precious Kylie and we bonded in a significant way. We went swimming, to McDonalds for lunch, then grocery shopping, and finally back to our place for some cookies and cartoons. One more time, I need to thank their parents for letting me be so much a part of her life. She carries me through so much of the tougher stuff of life
I wish to dedicate day 194 to Ms Gertrude Baines who will turn 115 years old a week from today.....maybe?...and who, according to Wikepedia is currently the worlds oldest living person.
"Old age is the most unexpected of all the things that can happen to a man."---Leon Trotsky
"How old would you be if you didn't know how old you was?"---Satchell Paige
love
peter
Monday, March 30, 2009
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First, stay away from the white stuff! Bad, bad stuff. lol. But my real intent on commenting is in regards to your ability to share the form of writing. I think that if there happens to be any people in your life that you feel afraid to talk to in fear of their reactions, that a private e-mail, or simply a hand written letter would be a great way to do that. I also want to say that I don not believe it is fear that holds you back from expression as much as your compassion about other reactions whether they are direct, indirect, sad, angry or anything in between that may cause you or the recipient any immediate discomfort. Not fear but caring too much of the feelings of others. Just my opinion. Seriously though think about the letter thing. take your time if you do, and make sure to be neutral. "I think" "I feel" statements.
I love you.
I think and I feel that I love you...both Peters...
Well I love you both too but I haven't got a clue what little Peter is going on about.
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