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Friday Quote Day

One's destination is never a place,
but a new way of seeing things.
~ Henry Miller

We all know that time marches on. What we do with our time is up to us. I've spent a lot of time this winter playing computer solitaire and bitching about the weather.

Two short trips do not cure cabin fever. I'm just sayin'.

But, among other things, I've also:

  • finished a sweater
  • started another one
  • eaten reasonable portions of healthful food
  • ordered seeds for the garden
  • started working out. again.

And my new way of seeing things (which actually began late last year) is that working slowly toward a goal is still – eventually – going to get me to the goal. Today's "destination" is not a number on the scale, as it has almost always been (since I was eleven years old).

To that end, I'm committing dieting heresy and only weighing myself on the first of each month. How many of you fitness bloggers can even imagine doing that? If you're anything like I was, you weigh yourself at least once a day, usually twice, sometimes many times!

This new behavior is very freeing. I'm training myself to think that if I continue to do my little daily workout and eat moderate portions of good food, I'll see results. I'm turning into a tortoise, in that I'm not so invested in having pounds come off quickly. I just want them to come off, and I'm hopeful that a change in attitude will be helpful.
The plane crash in Austin, TX, yesterday was horrifying. I was able to find and read the pilot's suicide note online. What has struck me about the cable news coverage is how many of the talking heads were interviewing government officials about making small airports safer, meaning creating higher levels of security and more barriers to the general public. This man was not the general public. He had every right to be at that airport and to take off in his private plane. What he did was very, very wrong. But making small airports look like big ones in terms of security wouldn't have changed the outcome of his actions at all. And his manifesto was a six-page rant against … government.

I leave you this week with this image, a couple of days late, but who's counting? This image is from the West Virginia Extension Agency calendar, which suggests planting dates and garden chores throughout the year. I wonder which snowbank I need to dig up to begin sowing peas?


ws said…
I haven't been on a scale since september. is that a crime?
Elora said…
Cover the mirrors and turn the scale upside down, Debbi! Numbers aren't life.

I would like to know a LOT more about that plane crash yesterday. I believe this says much more than the (typical) media is giving it. TM is playing it up as a "tax-sensitive" issue when, in fact, it seems to reflect the concerns of many of us: that "our" government is no longer "our" government. Government of the rich, for the rich, and by the rich.

gingersnapper said…
I have come to the conclusion that I'm not after a "goal" in the sense of something that is achieved and then I'm done. It's ongoing, it will always be part of my life - that's sort of depressing and sort of freeing at the same time. I guess my goal has changed from "weigh xx pounds" to "achieve the greatest fitness I can" - which in itself is a difficult-to-define goal!

Although speaking of, I like Crossfit's definition of fitness, you can find it on their website in a free PDF download.

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