It's so hard to accept. I look back on years past and can't understand why I can't run as fast anymore? I work so hard to condition my body and it seems to respond from an endurance perspective, but not with regards to speed. Actually I am probably as strong as I was 10 years ago, but this could simply be attributable to working out differently. That gets me thinking, perhaps erroneously, that maybe I can compensate for the increase in my years by getting smarter in other areas of my training as well. There are a couple of old time goals that I still have not quite given up on. But maybe that's all nonsenical thinking? I don't know? I am getting older! And I'm pretty sure that no one has figured out how to delay that permanently!
But ----is that any reason to stop trying, is that any reason to stop playing hard, is that any reason to stop imagining, is that any reason to accept less, or to stop hoping, or dreaming, or pretending even. Game on!!
But----Here's a sure sign that indeed I'm getting older. The highlight of my day was hanging my wifes underwear on the clothesline!! Woohoo!!
I ran 20.8 kms today in 1:55. About the same pace as I ran twice as far in my Ironman...hmmm.
"The secret of genius is to carry the spirit of the child into old age, which means never losing your enthusiasm."---Aldous Huxley
"Dreams are renewable. No matter what our age or condition, there are still untapped possibilities within us and new beauty waiting to be born."---Dale E. Turner
love
peter
Sunday, September 20, 2009
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