"In the long run, men hit only what they aim at.
Therefore, they had better aim at something high." ~Henry David Thoreau
Diary:
B: bagel and peanut butter, coffee. (Andrea at the counter said "It has been a while." I am glad that she noticed, because I missed her. She was on vacation for a while. She is very cute. )
S: protien bar
L: homemade chicken soup, mom's homemade wheat roll, xs, vitamins, water
s: leftover spaghetti and meatball
d: mom's pork chops with green beans, and apple/celery/brownsugar mix. Good meal.
g: elliptical 1.98 miles, walk 1 mile, sauna
went shopping and due to Target's messed up policies and inadequate procudures, left unsatisfied with my experience. after shopping, found a gift card in my mailbox for Target. great timing, huh. going to bed hungry tonight. I feel cranky and tired. I am staying up late listening to the Twins - Angels game on the radio. Extra innings - all tied up. Castillo is at third, with two down. a real nail biter.. Micheal Cuddyer just hits a home-run as I am writing this paragraph!!! TOUCH EM ALL!!!! MINNESOTA WINS!! I have an early morning dentist appointment. I hope I get good sleep.
Notes:
On Sunday, I was invited over to Paul's for a "pathetic club" get together. When I showed up, Angela was hanging out on the deck. She reached to give me a hug, and she 'almost' got her arms all the way around me. Almost. Pat noticed that I was almost "huggable". Not yet. Getting there.
I did notice that the hug wass different. Angela seemed smaller in my arms, but it felt somewhat like fishing. let me explain. Good fishermen know that when you get the big catch, you hold the fish out as far as you can from your body, almost akwardly uncomfortable - so that the fish looks bigger in the picture that your body takes. The closer to your body, the smaller it appears to the camera. Hold it farther away, and it looks bigger. That is how it felt hugging Angela. Since she was closer to me and I had a more unobstructed view, she appeared smaller to me in from my perception. It had less to do with her, and more to do with the angle that I could see her. looking back on this story, it is dumb, but I am too tired to rewrite it, so you will have to take what you will from the message I am trying to say.
This morning on the commute to work, I decided to buckle-up. Not sure why. This is not a common experience for me, NOT because I don't believe in seat belts, or don't think that I should buckle up for safety. The only reason I don't have a habit of buckling up, is that I physically couldn't for the last 5 years. The belt simply wouldn't reach the latch. My gut would actually hit the drivers steering wheel, and I was just 'hunkered in'. While this wasn't a big deal in my vehicle, riding with others became problematic, unless they had an SUV or van, or larger vehicle. I simply wouldn't fit. Today, I was clicked in. Clickable. Who woulda thunk it.
Later today, for some odd reason, I decided to Google some of my friends and family to see what I could find on people. After some clicking, I found that "Chazz Vader" indeed is on Google. In fact, if you type in Chazz Vader, my blog comes up first. I don't remember ever registering for Google, but I guess the world has found me. When I looked at my stats, I saw readers linking in from Australia, China and Mexico. Not sure what good information they are finding, but 'Welcome', 'Hola', and 'Ni hao' to my global readers.
Another note. The Boston Marathon was on Monday. I forgot to note it in the blog, but it did pass back into my memory. Memphis reminded me (see notes after yesterday's blog) about his trials with doing a Marathon, and I recently read a new blog on the StarTribune site (http://www.startribune.com/blogs/marathon) The sports design editor has a goal to finish the 26.2 mile Grandma's Marathon on June 17 in Duluth. I think he stole the idea from me. I should sue. I will read his blog to see if I can gleen any advice for my journey.
more later,
Chazz
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