Wednesday, January 27, 2010

It Felt Like an Olympic Moment

This mornings walk to work took place with a cold wind on my face, and morning light noticeably getting brighter on the eastern horizon. At 11 Street and 10th Avenue SW, facing a red light, quietness descended on me and a few other pedestrians standing at the corner. No cars were going by.
 
Out of the west, however, was the distinct sound of a lone cyclist making his way to work, tires desperately gripping the snow-covered road; the rider bearing down on the pedals so he can make it through the green light before him. In that instant, as he went by, it felt like an Olympic moment. I sensed I was a spectator to a contestant in a race, a leader or a lone athlete at the back of the pack, who required our encouragement to keep struggling for the goal. I thought what I need now is a cowbell to ring, and a cheer out a shout. However, as I looked at those around me on that cold corner, clearly there was no joined thought, no coupled enthusiasm for the moment. So, I kept my hands in my pockets, and tucked my chin a little deeper into my scarf. When the walk light came on across the street, I proceeded. But not without looking at myOlympic hero making his way eastward from me down the road into the rising sun.


Have a good day.





Monday, January 25, 2010

There's Always Going to be Some Work

Last week I downloaded an app for my cellphone that helps me track my diet. I start out weighing myself in the morning, checking my attitude, and what I had for breakfast, and enter all this data into my phone. The software calculates how many calories I consumed and the nutritional content , blah, blah. I remember telling a colleague about it on Thursday or Friday. I made it sound like it does all the work for me. However, realizing that sounded kind of foolish I added, "but you know I still have to do the heavy lifting (or something like that)." Well, I like the program; it seems to be working as I have lost nearly two pounds in a week. Yet, my remark struck home today with the latest Betty comic strip landing in my mailbox. Here it is.





LOL. No matter what convenience technology provides us there is always going to be some work. Marvin Phillips, motivational speaker, perhaps said it best when he said, “The difference between try and triumph is just a little “umph”.


Have a good day.


You can check out the app I mentioned at http://www.vidaone.com/mpd_palm.htm

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