I did it again--maybe I am a changed man?

I did it.  I made it to the exercise center today, that is 3 days straight.  That may be a personal best in terms of saying I would do something and being successful 3 days in a row.  Well maybe not but as I have said in the past my personal discipline usually goes west when I go east!  Anyway I did my 30 minutes this morning but actually I did not get up until 6:25 so by the time I left the house it was later than I wanted.  I did get to the center first but soon there were 3 more people there.  Nothing tomorrow as we have an afternoon tennis match here.  I will pick it up on Thursday again, I hope.

No repair on the pool heater yesterday so it was another kind of chilly day in the pool.  No, I will not complain.

I have often written that the only certain thing in life is change.  Well I really can not say that for all things as I taught in the same place for 30 years, I have lived in the same house for 42 years BUT when I say change I am more talking about life situations and people.  I will contrast today how different life is after 66 years!

I know this was in 1951

October 29, 1953 (Dad's 42nd birthday)

Joan, Dave and I get out of bed around 7:30 or so.  There are some chores to do before we have a breakfast of pancakes with cream and sugar on.  We then grab our sack lunches that Mom has prepared and we are headed down the driveway to school.  We headed out in plenty of time so we will be able to see who can kick stones the farthest, who can hit the fence post with stones the most times and then see who can run the fastest.  We will walk past George's farm and then past Aunt Bertie and Uncle Obert's farm.  Often Bertie is at the kitchen window doing dishes and she will wave to us.  We will arrive at Wood Lake School about the time the rest of the kids come, all 12 of them!  I know I will have spelling the first thing and I have memorized all the words so I will get 100%  Why did the teacher NOT teach me to sound out words?

October 29, 2019

I wake up at 6:25 and am not happy that I slept so late.  I wanted to get to the exercise room by 6:30.  As I turn over and get out of bed my lower back, my right hamstring and other parts of my body remind me that I am not 6 years old!  I open the gargage door with the opener, wheel my bike out and head to the fitness center.  I spend 30 minutes there and am VERY aware that I have done this only the last couple of days as my muscles (what is left) tell me to kind of take it easy.  I arrive home again about 7:20 and make a breakfast of sausage, eggs and toast with, of course, a cup of FP.  I then read scripture and head to the computer to blog.  So my morning is now in full gear.

Now one would never expect to be doing the same kind of things at the ages of 6 and 72, right?  I know that but really in those 66 years one can recall mountains and valleys, heartaches and much joy and then realize that no matter what is happening or where one is in life the sun rises each morning in the east and sets each night in the west.  Live each day to the fullest.

I just filled my Alaska cup with the last of the FP but I am out of words this morning so will sign off.