I’ve put my trust in you pushed as far as I can go
For all this there’s only one thing you should know
I’ve put my trust in you pushed as far as I can go
For all this there’s only one thing you should know
I tried so hard and got so far but in the end it doesn’t even matter
I haven’t run since December 7th. Not once! I feared it would come to this, and I did my best minimizing weeks (months?) lost by stretching it out as long as I did during these changing seasons. I refuse to run when there are so many treacherous obstacles due to our weird&wicked-winter! Sidewalks still haven’t been cleared completely along my route. Not to mention all the fallen tree debris littering said sidewalks due to the ice-storm. It’s just NOT safe!! So, for now, I’m biding my warm-sweet-ass time!
Cold temps don’t affect me. Never have, not in the least. Nor hot climes either for that matter! If luck was on my side, if we had no snow. If essentially the neighbourhood was a hard, frozen tundra, I’d be out there every single day, same as I was in the spring/summer/fall …just protectively layered up the wazoo mind you, is all! Given the hand I was dealt, will wait. Better safe than sorry …right?
For Chrissakes, have been hit by a car (twice actually) when the running was good (least, when I thought it was). And, I am careful, peering into every vehicle crossing my path, watching driver’s eyes, and if they’re not looking in my direction, watching out for me, I’m VERY careful, watching out for THEM! Despite this, I still unashamedly stake claim to my pedestrian right of way, never missing an opportunity; wagging my finger lecturingly (yeah, made it up) as I pass by. Smarten up … pay attention! Hood surfing more than once, can attest to drivers being more freaked out than I. Doesn’t help that our faces are inches apart due to my extending as far forward as I can … think Alien w/Sigourney Weaver! Oh, and God Bless the patient, attentive drivers who when they see runners approaching the intersection we are about to share … wait till we do, AND even reverse slightly signaling they see us, and allowing safe and easy passage. I ALWAYS wave an appreciative wave, acknowledging their kindness. Must be runners themselves, I figure, lol?!
And, no … not about to climb aboard any treadmill … ok, I REALLY REALLY have to say this … I read many running blogs/sites. Running on a treadmill IS NOT running. Don’t know what the fuck it?! Exercise, sure. Fitness, absolutely. Calories burned, ditto. Healthy, check. Do I admire your efforts? Yep, you bet! It just ain’t running, so stop sayin’ it is, lol!
Extended Polar Vortexing ain’t helping my cause either! Looks like a LONG runless (I know, I know, another one) winter!
who’s the one that makes you happy or maybe who’s the one always on your mind and who is the reason you’re living for who is the reason for your smile
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… over, and OVER again!! I don’t quit, I NEVER give up!! Is who I am! But, lately am questioning this prevalent character trait I possess? Geez … don’t tell me after living this way for fifty+years, it’s a FLAW?! 😈
walking down this rocky road wondering where my life is leading
rolling on to the bitter end
finding out along the way what it takes to keep love living
now I’m on my feet again better things are bound to happen
all my dues surely must be paid
many miles and many tears times were hard but now they’re changing you should know that I’m not afraid
you said you were mine then you up and went away, I thought we were fine guess you thought differently that day it’s no big thing really I’m doing fine by myself, it’s just that sometimes I feel like I’ve died and gone to hell don’t like this feeling and I don’t like the state I’m in, what is the problem with my head just a matter time till I learn to carry on, just a matter of time till I sing another song one of these days you’ll wake up and you’ll realize, when it comes down to it babe we should have never said goodbye don’t like this feeling and I don’t like the state I’m in, what is the problem with my head
How many of you really understand life’s meaning and experiences? I swear not too many! I see things occur, that to me are mind-blowingly motherfucking awesome, and others don’t see a fucking thing? And when, I try explaining to them what just miraculously happened (sorry, Tiff & S for the singling out; but you guys just stood there jaws dropped clueless), they STILL don’t get/see it – a double whammy missed life-learning opportunity, lol! I think most people are oblivious because the special people giving/sending us messages/helping us to understand, aren’t the people others usually give a second thought/glance to. Tip to y’all; quit ogling good-looking, well to do people, eagerly listening to all the bull-crap coming from their beautiful clothes wearing mouths! They don’t have any answers, look elsewhere, is all I’m saying. I do!
This snowball started rolling with my enrolling in a Community College (I graduated head of the class btw; prof told me so) course last summer. Even that, the way I found it online, its immediacy, the fact it wasn’t filled … the way it all fell into perfect place – all these things had special meaning, and I certainly wasn’t lost on it then, nor am I now! Fast forward half a year to last week, and my sit down chit-chat with my girl Jennie, offering her insightful wisdom, and in a matter of a few days, I’m able to accomplish what I wanted to, but hadn’t in all those previous months since I graduated (I did say, numero uno, eh, lol?)!! Stop reading and think about that for a minute! That’s some fucked-up powerful life shit going on … and I SEE it. I SAW it all unfolding in front of my very eyes! And while, I know this is only ababy step in the baby grand scheme of things, to me it’s a fresh start, a new beginning … Rome wasn’t built in a day bitches … And if ya’ll can’t see that, and its significance, then you don’t get what I’m talkin’ ’bout Willis!!TAGDNTOAG!!
see who can be your lover man
conscience bleeding in a song
guilty as the day is long
goodbye
yay you’re going to live for your own
you say you got all the sordid details
check out retail
watch it sell
I got to see that lie
you say what you’re going to say
you got to know it’s a bitter poison
sapping all of your soul away
Is who I am, a glass filled to the rim kinda guy! Whatever happens happens, but I do know who I must thank if there’s reason for giving thanks. Even if not, I’ll still thank her. It was great chatting with you today Harold, I’m holding out hope … high hope(s)! And I look forward to meeting you as well! See you bright and early tomorrow (Saturday) morning!
Jennie proudly has this pic displayed, tacked next to her work station/sewing machine. From where I was sitting, looking at her while she worked on my jeans, it was as if I was staring at two Jennies – double vision Jennies, lol. I finally had to say something, she smiled contently knowing that I took this picture, and said that many people frequently comment on it … “my friend took it, he’s Canadian”, she tells them, lol!!
I paid for parking ( I know, eh, lol?!), pulled up a stool. My pants were done in a matter of minutes; girl’s got some serious seamstress skills … but, she wasn’t finished with me yet, and continued talking (teaching) for a good 20 minutes, maybe half an hour as I sat with ears wide open soaking in her vast knowledge. Today’s central lesson revolved around a scripture she had been reading in the Bible – her husband stopped what he was doing and hurriedly rushed over with TheGoodBook in hand, quickly leafing through to find/show me the passage she was referring to. It’s a parable from The Gospel of Luke … the rich man and Lazarus … and while I’m not a religious man, it was wonderful listening to her passionately explain it to me in her broken English. When Jennie talks, I listen!!
Thanks to a fellow Sherlock-ing loving-blogger for his (her?) enlightenment re: the absurd, cotton-picking-side-divisiveness of Arthur Conan Doyle’s brilliance!
There’s plenty room for more than one BenCumBatch!!
… DAMN!!THAT shoulda been my blogpost, lol!
… and thanks to another Sherlock-er for this little tidbit about our hero.
Question: How many of you are aware of the character’s original intended name?
Or maybe, who’s the one always on your mind?
And who is the reason you’re living for?
Who’s the reason for your smile?
Everyone needs somebody.
And you know, everybody needs someone.
Well and yes it’s true! Everybody needs a special kind of love.
And you’re the only one I’m thinking of.
You mean the world to me.
You are my only!
It’s not whatcha got it’s what you give.
It ain’t the life you choose it’s the life you live.
It’s only what you give, only what you give, only what you give,
It’s not whatcha got, a but the life you live.
It’s the life you live.
Going crazy outta my head, going crazy,
Outta my head.