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Live each season as it passes...

Thoreau might be referring to the divisions of each year, but to me, he's reminding me to take from each age of life all it has to offer. And he reminds me to accept the changes that come with those times. I'll enjoy each of my life seasons only once. I'm happy my memory permits me to relive moments of them. The season before me, though it will be my last, can be the best.

Today is day 3 of my resolve to get my eating back under control. I have thru Sunday to use this particular schedule. Then we head down to Panama City Beach for a week. There, I can expect my resolve to be tempted. But I am trying to bear up under the discipline of running and riding. It leaves me very tired. Tomorrow we go look at a camping trailer. If it is what I expect, I'll own a camping trailer soon. Then I'll need a truck. Perhaps I could trade for it. I have studied the possibility of changing out the rear end for a lower ration but it looks problematic. I will probably go with a newer truck.

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