There is a group of men standing around talking about athletic feats and what they used to be able to do and I am shaking my head.
It is fair to say I have spent a fair amount of time thinking about and maybe talking about what I used to do but I spend most of my time focused on what I can do now.
I have run under a six minute before but it has been more than a few years which you can interpret as having last been done around the early nineties, if not the late eighties.
Got me thinking about how fast I could do it now and I think I’d be lucky to hit what this link calls an intermediate time.
That might be generous, I still have decent speed for shorter distances and feel confident I am solid in a sprint but not sure any of that matters.
Curiosity pushes me a bit to find out how fast I can go now and then to see how much improvement I can make upon whatever time I come up with.
Don’t hold your breath to see me go after that because I have never been excited about running other than in basketball, football, soccer or baseball.
You know games that involve more than just pounding the pavement.
Age Is A Number
One of the men who was in the group discussing athletic accomplishments said age is just a number and then mentioned something about being 43.
I snorted because I passed that long ago and remember when it sounded old. He isn’t wrong, age is just a number and so much of it is tied into our beliefs.
I talk about my age frequently because I don’t believe I am this old. I don’t feel like it and willing to do things that I hear guys say they hesitate doing.
“It takes too long to heal. It is too hard on my body.”
That makes sense and there are things I think twice about but I still operate on moving without fear as often as I can. If you don’t know you can’t fly you never stop doing it.
It is only when you realize that you don’t have wings that you plummet to earth like Wile E. Coyote or so I have found most of the time.
Anyhoo, I have become better at focusing my energy on things that I am naturally good at. It is part of why I like lifting, that Taurus strength hasn’t ever left me.
Can’t push myself at the higher levels the way I used to but I don’t really need to. I am more pleased with knowing I can still toss around the iron and that if I want to put size back on I can still do it.
But the focal point isn’t on what is possible as much as what is important, meaningful and necessary.
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I’d tell some of you to submit and to go read the prior post here but you’re on an extended walkabout and who can tell what you will or won’t do.
Do I Have Your Attention
I received new over the weekend that set me off and promised to help correct some behavior. I sent a strongly worded text but didn’t include those five words to the recipient.
Those aren’t words I use because it is not a question I ask. I know when I do or don’t have the attention of the people whose focus I want.
Jumped on a call with someone earlier today and told them about my plans for putting someone on notice for other actions and laughed at their response.
“If show up at the dance they need to be prepared to shake a leg.”
That is not verbatim and not as entertaining as the way they said it but it is close enough.
As I headed back from Garland I mulled over it all and considered how it related to that text I sent and smiled. They are two different situations but there is a connection there.
Got me thinking that I might not be able to run that six mile right now but I don’t have to. I just need to be close enough to shake hands and look them in the eye.
You can transmit a remarkable amount of information from that position.
Always, no sometimes, think it’s meBut you know, I know when it’s a dreamI think I know, I mean a yesBut it’s all wrongThat is, I think I disagree
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