Time for resolutions

I have in the past few years posted some worthy resolutions for the New Year. Some I've managed to accomplish. Others I worked at and still found myself at the same place at the next Jan. 1st. Lately I've been doing some running. My goal was to do running and swimming to go with biking so I could do a summer triathlon with Chris H. Bev bought me some great technology to help get that done. Two HRM's and a GPS for my bike. Last night I wore the HRM while running on the treadmill. I didn't feel my best. Probably due to all the rich food I've been eating. I feel downright bloated. But after a week or more running, I should continue my weight loss with my goal of 187 arriving before April. There will be need for some discussion about Mother's situation. Her ability to care for herself has declined even further. Whatever plans we make for the year 2010 will have to include a plan for her care. But I think now my big resolution will be to run the 50k Cheaha event next February. I will train up to run the 14.3 mile Sylaward trail this year.

Effigy of Grief

Effigies are used in grieving by providing a tangible representation of what has been lost, allowing a mourner to connect with who or what they've lost , which can help with the process of acceptance and emotional expression, particularly when the loss is sudden or traumatic; they can be used to focus grief and memories around a physical likeness, offering a sense of continued presence even in their absence

Spock

Spock is my favorite character in all fiction. A character who bridged the gap between two worlds and faced disdain from each. Who strove for excellence and exemplified strength, character, intelligence, and control. His nearly emotionless demeanor was a perfect foil for those who would attempt to intimidate or insult him. It was a style I would endeavor to imitate to thwart those attempting to insult, demean, or scare me in my own young life. I bought this little figure to remind me to guard against letting my defenses down and allowing emotional hurt to strike me. But I doubt my recollection of Spock will work for me again. It was the last gift from my past. Perhaps I will find another reservoir of strength.

Island Walk

I always try to help Rachael with Hubbard/Rockford if asked. They had me down for 3 days but at last minute asked for the other day. Work at Rockford is slow so working isn't hard, but not following my usual routine tired me out a bit. I still had some work I could take care of up in Cullman. Some bushhog work and other little items but the high temps held me back a bit. I did ride my bike a little and got in some of my walking in addition to some chores. Max needed to be delivered to Charlotte, SC for his drum major camp. I volunteered to take him. I was glad to be able to perform this chore for him but the long trip up and back combined with extra heavy traffic in the Atlanta are, which extended to within 30 miles of Alabama, combined to really tire me out. There had been a problem with my left rear wisdom tooth for over a year, so I decided I should get it taken care of before I wound up isolated somewhere in PEI. The extraction didn't appear to be problematic until just be...

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