"Good Sign, Bad Sign"

How do you ever know eh?  That's a good sign we say!  Or, ooooh, that's a bad sign!

I've noticed the last few runs that my heart rate seems to be creeping up a bit, even when I'm running casually.  Now there's a good sign!!

Of course over the last 22 years of running I've considered it a bad sign.

..... and so I make my point.

One more time running proves to be an apt metaphor for life.  Next time you see a "sign", don't jump to any conclusions.

Went to see the sports doctor today and he confirmed part of my self diagnosis, the part about me getting old.  He was not however convinced about my suprascapular nerve analysis.  They took x-rays today, I go to see the sports physio people next week, and he has also scheduled an ultrasound for the following week.  Then I will meet with him again.  I took it all as a good sign :)

And the wonderful thing about getting old, at least if you embrace it, is that your learning curve can actually accelerate.  That can be a bit disconcerting at times because some of the learning is painful, but it is what it is, and as such you best know it.  I don't like the physical changes that come with the aging process, but I welcome the little bit of fear that the realization of my own mortality instills in me.  I think that fear is healthy, in that it forces you to "come to jesus", so to speak.  I know I have lots of realities that still need faced, and I'm determined to face them.

And if none of that makes any sense to you maybe my quote will clarify it.  I love it actually!

run 7.3 kms

"Now with too many yesterdays and fewer and fewer tomorrows, I find I'm increasingly troubled by knowledge I was once adroit in avoiding."---Barry Eisler

"So I got me a pen and a paper.
And I made up my own little sign.
I said, 'thank you lord for thinking about me.
I'm alive and doing fine'"---Les Emmerson (Five Man Electrical Band)

Love
Peter