being 30 sounds old.
it's three decades.
it's three years earlier than Jesus died.
it's almost 1/3rd of 100.
it's equal to the time between my birth & v-day in world war II.
i am now closer to 50 than to zero.
what to do with that information?
may i say that i find the gym in the morning entertaining? the array of people:
- those who park in the closest spot to the door in the gym, so that they can come in & run 5 miles on an elliptical machine;
- the man who has a perpetual cowlick every morning but who faithfully executes his stair stepping for 45 mintues every morning, even if he's draped over the machine;
- the personal trainers who are working with their supposedly hopeless charges, sneering as the chubby woman executes her rowing machine exercises with grunts of despair;
- the young professionals that are trying to hurry through their workout so that they can get out to their closely parked car, get a bucket o' starbucks mochaccinononfatnowhipextrachocolatesprinkle, take the elevator up to their desk, huddle over their work & stare at their monitor for 10+ hours before going home to do it all again tomorrow;
- the 70+ year old woman i see on the elliptical every morning, spry as if she were ... 30? ...
- the bulky weightlifters who are more concerned with impressing other bodybuilders in the gym than they are with being fit;
- the wonderful 50+ lady behind the desk who greets me with a genuine smile every morning.
a wide variety of physicality & a wide variety of emotionality & a wide variety of spirituality. i'll see what happens.
it's three decades.
it's three years earlier than Jesus died.
it's almost 1/3rd of 100.
it's equal to the time between my birth & v-day in world war II.
i am now closer to 50 than to zero.
what to do with that information?
may i say that i find the gym in the morning entertaining? the array of people:
- those who park in the closest spot to the door in the gym, so that they can come in & run 5 miles on an elliptical machine;
- the man who has a perpetual cowlick every morning but who faithfully executes his stair stepping for 45 mintues every morning, even if he's draped over the machine;
- the personal trainers who are working with their supposedly hopeless charges, sneering as the chubby woman executes her rowing machine exercises with grunts of despair;
- the young professionals that are trying to hurry through their workout so that they can get out to their closely parked car, get a bucket o' starbucks mochaccinononfatnowhipextrachocolatesprinkle, take the elevator up to their desk, huddle over their work & stare at their monitor for 10+ hours before going home to do it all again tomorrow;
- the 70+ year old woman i see on the elliptical every morning, spry as if she were ... 30? ...
- the bulky weightlifters who are more concerned with impressing other bodybuilders in the gym than they are with being fit;
- the wonderful 50+ lady behind the desk who greets me with a genuine smile every morning.
a wide variety of physicality & a wide variety of emotionality & a wide variety of spirituality. i'll see what happens.