10:20 am to 10:50 am
Outdoor, 76 degrees
No hurry. No pause.
I squeezed in 30 minutes of walking during a professional development day at work– 1.5 miles, which is the longest distance I have walked in 19 training sessions.
Excuses, like bottlecaps, are easily found and collected. They can be polished and persevered for many years. However, over time, the very rare ones maybe worth a few bucks on ebay, but most are worthless and unappealing to bidders.
Quote I’m Thinking about Today:
“He that is good for making excuses is seldom good for anything else.” ~ Benjamin Franklin
“He’s a writer again. His words walk a tightrope of transparency and vulnerability while attempting to maintain a masculine balance. He writes to entertain. He writes to discover truth. He writes to feel strong. He writes to fill the hole in his brain with imagination instead of hopelessness and resentment. He writes secrets he can’t tell his wife. He writes to make his father proud. He writes in case he dies young. He writes so his voice may one day comfort his children when they’re older and far from home. He writes for Ms. Baker/ Mrs. Cleary. For Fire Hydrant. For himself. Because twenty four years ago he gave up on a dream. He let an opinion dry his pen, quiet his voice. When he was a boy he let the critic win.”