Last year I decided I should start walking. The only walking I had done was from the house to the car in a few years. So I set out to do a one mile walk - which I had easily done a few years before. Well, well, well. In that three years apparently someone had exchanged my body with someone else's. About 1/4 of the distance my calves started cramping up, etc. I began to berate myself for letting myself get so out of shape. But that is kind of a dumb thing to do, isn't it? Here I was trying to do a good thing and I was heaping coals on my head. Some things in life are hard to do, and it's no use whining that it's hard. You just have to do what you know to do to climb out of that particular pit. And stop expecting it to be easy when you do it. Later there will be time to analyze how you fell into the pit, but now it's time to get out.


No, the good things in life don't come easy (easily?). I need to remind myself that as I work to get in shape it's supposed to be challenging. I'm not sure why I even expect it not to be challenging. It might be a trait that comes from growing up in the 70's and 80's when the economy was on a high. Certainly my grandparents who lived the prime of their lives in the Depression didn't expect things to be easy. And now we treasure those things like tramp art and quilts made from feedsack bags, which were made out of the regular things of life. I'm rambling now, and that's okay. If you've read to the end, you are a friend or a relative and hugs to you!

"Do not let what you cannot do
keep you from doing what you can do."

John Wooden