Tuesday, April 19, 2011
Lee, you started this!
1. WERE YOU NAMED AFTER ANYONE?
First name no, Middle name after my aunt.
2. WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU CRIED?
Surprise, same as Lee: when my dog had to be put down, in March.
3. DO YOU LIKE YOUR HANDWRITING?
Yes and no. I can write beautifully, but don't always.
4. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE LUNCH MEAT?
5. DO YOU HAVE KIDS?
One, grown, married and flown.
6. IF YOU WERE ANOTHER PERSON WOULD YOU BE FRIENDS WITH YOU?
I find it hard to imagine being another person, to be honest. As another myself would I be friends with a person exactly like me? I honestly don't know... I might flee in terror!
7. DO YOU USE SARCASM ALOT?
Not usually... I am the ultimate "straight" man (woman) in comedy sketches.
8. DO YOU STILL HAVE YOUR TONSILS?
9. WOULD YOU BUNGEE JUMP?
Me? With my fear of open heights? Well... maybe... with the right incentive... never say never.
10. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE CEREAL?
Steel cut oats, simmered in skim milk with fruit. Ahhhh!
11. DO YOU UNTIE YOUR SHOES WHEN YOU TAKE THEM OFF?
12. DO YOU THINK YOU ARE STRONG?
Yes and no. For my age and size, I do OK. Oh, did you mean emotionally? Not really, but I get by.
13. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE ICE CREAM?
Don't get me started. Starbuck's Java Chip, maybe? I don't keep ice cream in the house. I cannot be trusted with it.
14. WHAT IS THE FIRST THING YOU NOTICE ABOUT PEOPLE?
Um... their presence?
15. RED OR PINK?
16. WHAT IS THE LEAST FAVORITE THING ABOUT YOURSELF?
That's a hard one. Part of me wants to accept all of who I am and say, "nothing." Another part of me wants to tear myself to shreds and point out all my flaws... insensitivity, self-centeredness, perfectionism. If I have to pick just one, let's call it perfectionism, because it gets in the way of every blessed thing in life.
17. WHO DO YOU MISS THE MOST?
If I have to pick just one, probably my dad. I'd like to know what he's learned since moving beyond this plane.
18. WHAT IS THE PAUL MCKENNA TECHNIQUE THAT YOU NEED TO WORK ON THE MOST?
No clue, never heard of it.
19. WHAT COLOR SHOES ARE YOU WEARING?
20. WHAT WAS THE LAST THING YOU ATE?
Steel cut oats, simmered in skim with with cocoa powder, with fresh strawberries. Yum!
21. WHAT ARE YOU LISTENING TO RIGHT NOW?
The white noise of the house.
22. IF YOU WERE A CRAYON, WHAT COLOR WOULD YOU BE?
23. FAVORITE SMELLS?
Fresh coffee, spring rain, mowed grass - Lee had these, I'll keep 'em, as they are among my faves, too!
24. WHO WAS THE LAST PERSON YOU TALKED TO ON THE PHONE?
25. MOUNTAIN HIDEAWAY OR BEACH HOUSE?
26. FAVORITE SPORTS TO WATCH?
27. HAIR COLOR? Strawberry blonde.
28. EYE COLOR? Brown
29. DO YOU WEAR CONTACTS?
30. FAVORITE FOOD?
Love too many to pick just one.
31. SCARY MOVIES OR HAPPY ENDINGS?
32. LAST MOVIE YOU WATCHED?
33. WHAT COLOR SHIRT ARE YOU WEARING?
34. SUMMER OR WINTER?
35. HUGS OR KISSES?
36. FAVORITE DESSERT?
Flavored yogurt (low fat) with graham crackers and fruit.
37. STRENGTH TRAINING OR CARDIO?
Yes, both, please.
38. COMPUTER OR TELEVISION?
39. WHAT BOOK ARE YOU READING NOW?
The Confession, by John Grisham
40. WHAT IS ON YOUR MOUSE PAD?
Light house on one, waterfall at work.
42. FAVORITE SOUND?
These were Lee's, I love 'em, too: Waves hitting the beach at night; spring frogs & crickets; wind through the trees
43. ROLLING STONES OR BEATLES?
44. WHAT IS THE FARTHEST YOU HAVE BEEN FROM HOME?
45. DO YOU HAVE A SPECIAL TALENT?
46. WHERE WERE YOU BORN?
Small town Nebraska
47. WHERE ARE YOU LIVING NOW?
48. WHAT COLOR IS YOUR HOUSE?
Brown and brick
49. WHAT COLOR IS YOUR CAR?
The manufacturer calls it green, but I don't see it.
50. DO YOU LIKE ANSWERING 50 QUESTIONS?
Lee's answer, that brought me here: Not really, but I am hoping my Spark Friends will copy it so we can learn more about each other!!
Monday, April 18, 2011
At least a lot of the time, it's about time. How to spend it, how to save it, how to organize it.
My "walking as transportation" takes a LOT of time, living where I live and working where I work. You don't just go 6.2 miles in an eyeblink. When I get home, there isn't much day left. So, I only do this one or two days a week, and when the weather is suitable. This week... today might have been one of the better bets, but I'm unwilling to give it the couple of hours investment. And, I am not lacking mileage this week on the shoes... I did my 12 on Saturday and my 6.7 yesterday. So... today is a "rest" day, meaning my 3 ten minute walk breaks at work, and probably some strength training this evening.
I've been pondering, though, as I tend to do... if a couple of days a week I can invest two hours in walking for transportation... what could I do with those two hours on the days I am NOT walking for transportation? Ah... "free" time that only costs the fuel in the car!
If you had an extra hour a day, what would YOU do with it?
Sunday, April 17, 2011
Yesterday my Netflix selection finally came, the one that was marked "very long wait" for some time: Secretariat.
For those of you who are younger than me, this may not mean a lot to you, but in 1973, when Secretariat won the triple crown, I was a college student. I had followed horse racing ever since I started reading books like The Black Stallion by Walter Farley. I used to purchase candy cigarettes, if you can imagine that... back before the Surgeon General's warning... and pretend to smoke while I watched the TV coverage of the Kentucky Derby, the Preakness, and the Belmont Stakes races. Each year I would cheer and observe and feel my heart lift as these gorgeous animals flew around the track. Each year I would hear stories of Man O' War and Citation and Whirlaway. Each year I would hope.
Then came Secretariat. It wasn't history or fiction, it was current events to me. He was gorgeous. He was incredible. And the way he turned on the gas and ran from behind, accelerating through each successive quarter... oh, how it lifted my heart. You could see it coming. I was most worried about the Preakness, since he was a come from behind runner, and that is the shortest of the three. When he pulled that one off, I had great hope... and when he blew Sham away in the Belmont Stakes... accelerating the way he did... he proved himself the greatest race horse of all time, before or since.
The movie brought back all those memories of being inspired... the same emotions. It got me up on the treadmill to move to the race scenes, as horse racing generally does. Nowadays I watch the triple crown from my treadmill... to feel that lift to move with them, to fly.
Another form of inspiration came this morning, as I was reading blogs of folks who come post on my page or my blogs. I found a person or two who are just starting their journey to fitness and health... their re-commitment. These folks also inspire me, because I've walked in those shoes. And blogs of those who are re-committing following a lapse... and blogs of those who are continuing a successful journey: we share something. We are sisters and brothers under the skin: battling tendencies in ourselves, striving for the victory... and as long as we keep striving, and never give up... we are winners!
Spark on, my friends! Find inspiration where it lands for you... lift your hearts, and live your lives. You can do it... and you're worth it!
Saturday, April 16, 2011
As I whined in my status this morning, I did not awaken feeling my best. My training schedule says "12 miles". I thought about how I felt about that... and decided that the better part of valor would be to set aside the three Spark Maps I had made of approximate 12 mile walking routes, and instead do a virtual 12 miles on the treadmill.
I did so to an internet viewing of this week's episode of The Biggest Loser, followed by a Netflix online viewing of an episode of "A Touch of Frost", a British police drama that I've been taken with recently. I took breaks as needed for water, for restroom, and even for a mid-walk snack... but I kept at it and in a little over 3 hours, got my 12 miles done. Victory!
Two weeks from tomorrow, the real event... hopefully I won't wake up that morning in quite the shape I was in this morning. We're going to do this, no matter what, though!
Friday, April 15, 2011
I've been thinking a bit lately, as I've started to incorporate more "walking as transportation" into my life. Funny how walking for a time period gets the thought process going. Besides my trips down memory lane, these walks have me thinking about the future. The future and the endless possibilities of paths I might take.
Right now, I'm at a point in life where things are opening up: the son is married and on his own. The ex... well, can't do anything about that. The pets have all departed. No attachments at all, really. Just me. Living life.
I started thinking about the last 25 years of grandma's life sometime last year... actually, this particular grandma has been my aspiration since I was very young. I stayed with her on several visits where I just watched how she lived. She lived very simply. She was a widow. She did not date, but she had many church friends. She did not drive. She did not have a television set. She did not have a dryer, a microwave, and her washing machine was one of those wringer kinds (anybody remember those?) She had no air conditioning. She did not have a job, but she did church volunteer work, maybe half a day a week. The rest of her time, she took care of her home, she grew a garden, she read, and she worked crossword puzzles. She kept her mind young. As a kid, her life may have looked "boring"... but not to me. She was clearly happy, content... choosing her own activity and following through with it. She was frugal, she lived within her means.
Her son (my dad) and daughter (my aunt) were both on their own, married and living their lives when her husband died. She did NOT collapse and lean on them. They helped out with things like putting up storm windows or screens, and they came to visit on holidays, but for the most part, she just lived her life.
And that's the kind of future I want to have: making my own choices, being responsible about them, not being overly dependent on folks, but having a circle of friends, not being isolated, either.
Here's to choosing our futures, not just letting them happen! They don't have to be glamorous. They don't have to be anything someone else thinks they should be. But they do have to be in harmony with our own sense of who we are and what we're about.
To life, and living it!
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