oh I feel pretty...

got up at 5:45 today, went to the gym -- a little bad because of asthma issues caused by cleaning my damn vacuum cleaner. Next time, pay the 20$ and have the shop do it, just not worth the aggravation!

anyway, 40 minutes on the pre-cor, 3 miles, drank a ton of water.
Shoulders: hand weights, hated looking at myself in the mirror.

Breakfast: too much cereal!
 wif chocolate soy milk

no tea

bah.
      

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I saw this and thought of the many friends and family I've lost to cancer, as well as those friends of mine fighting these battles:

http://www.cnn.com/2007/HEALTH/08/20/obit.miles.levin/index.html?iref=mpstoryview

the thing that struck me was:

He declared that his motto would be simply: "It's always something."

And it was. He got sick and then better and then sick again and still managed to navigate the milestones of adolescence: keeping up in school, a first serious girlfriend, college applications, prom. He became a little famous and laughed at himself. He wrote about the value of life and somehow acquired an almost supernatural ability to appreciate small pleasures such as a sunny day and the presence of a loving family.

I think appreciating small pleasures in every day living is truly important. The real courage for all of us is to just keep going. I watched a tv show this weekend about a diabetic who has hiked tot he top of the tallest mountain on each continent... his comment was basically the way to get to the top was just put one foot in front of the other. Both of these items really struck me -- the hiker because my wise friend lil_brown_bat says something pretty similar and I always loved that image and the lovely idea that one's motto could be, "It's always something,"

So here's my small appreciations for today:
I could do 3 miles in 38 minutes on the pre-cor. My father can see out of one eye again after his laser surgery. I'm sleeping better.