Running, around in my head…












Thinking too @#$%^&* Much…

I got off to a late start this morning.  Reading posts.  Watching videos.  (Now, in addition to these cat videos that I can’t seem to stop watching, I’m watching Mimi’s and LaDona’s video posts – they’ve figured out how to post videos – watch out world, these ladies are Game On.)

It’s hot. (Cursing that I got off to a late start.  Maybe I can go half-way today.  Oh, here we go again.  Rationalizing away my exercise before I’ve even started.  You are sad sack, Pal.)

Today’s theme: I see.  (I think.) (Too much.)

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Lift your head up…

The Cove, Stamford, CTThis photo was taken on my run this morning.  Yes, I know, “Amateur hour” and completely unremarkable (borderline trash).  I took me a bit to post it as my mind raced to the incredible photographers that I follow and the word association games that I play to keep going…Bill Pevlor (Mother Earth)…Tracie Louise (Surreal)…David Wetzel (Photographer, Painter, Writer), Robert Santafede (Pause), Vicky Taylor-Hood (Home)…and many others I’ve neglected to mention.

Yet, this photo is remarkable to me in other ways. Here’s the journey on the run this morning.

I set Mr. Endomondo to the workout mode of “Beat Yourself” – competing against my time from last Sunday.  (Endomondo destroyed me yesterday by a whopping 3 minutes.  Heat.  Humidity.  Excuses.  Stack them up. I can’t use yesterday as a base line. That’d be cheating…)

I strap on my Garmin GPS.  (You just don’t know when you’ll need the back-up.)

5:42 am.  I hit the start/go buttons on my gadgets.  And down the road we go. (LaDona is training for a half marathon in Victoria, B.C.  The least I can do is get 5 miles in before the thermometer hits 90°F.)

I’m less than 1/2 mile out, and Endomondo tells me that I’m 16 minutes ahead of Friday’s pace.  (Argggghhhhhhhh.  I must have pressed the WRONG button.  BAD Endomondo!  Here’s exactly why you have a contingency plan.) 

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Relaxing Sunday Run…

Sunflower6am.  And I’m off out the door.  I’m running.

Beautiful morning.  66° F.  So slight a breeze.  Sun’s up.  Birds in symphony.  God couldn’t have designed it better.

Mental Check: all clear.  No mist, fog or clouds.  All pistons firing.

iTunes set on shuffle.  10,000+ songs rattling around.

(When did I collect so many songs, and the real question is why?  Packrat.  And here I am annoyed and  banging on the forward button…missing the button…fat fingers…Apple’s too small screen…sweat dripping all over the iPhone…banging again…trying to cycle through the nastys to get to the gems…can’t break my stride…now sweat burning my eyes because I’m looking down to get to the right song…must be the hair gel from last night…chemicals likely peeling off my cornea…all because I can’t bear to throw anything away…or better yet, because I’m too lazy to make a playlist for running…ok…there…Santana…good beat…now pick up the pace…look up…get back in stride.  Why do you get so annoyed with the little things?  Now laughing at myself. Be happy you can run you idiot…)

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The “Boredom” Test… shared a post on the Anatomy of Boredom.  I’m drawn to personality self-tests like a moth to flame.  This test boosted the ole’ psyche this morning: My Score – 79. (Naturally that led me to think that there is something wrong with me if I’m such an outlier with my great score.)  Check out the entire post to find what researchers say a high or medium boredom score means for you.

The statements to follow can be answered using a 7-point scale — from ’1′ (highly disagree), to ’4′ (neutral), to ’7′ (highly agree).

  • It is easy for me to concentrate on my activities.
  • Frequently when I am working I find myself worrying about other things.
  • Time always seems to be passing slowly.
  • I often find myself at “loose ends”, not knowing what to do.
  • I am often trapped in situations where I have to do meaningless things.
  • Having to look at someone’s home movies or travel slides bores me tremendously.
  • I have projects in mind all the time, things to do.
  • I find it easy to entertain myself.
  • Many things I have to do are repetitive and monotonous.
  • It takes more stimulation to get me going than most people.
  • I get a kick out of most things I do.
  • I am seldom excited about my work.
  • In any situation I can usually find something to do or see to keep me interested.
  • Much of the time I just sit around doing nothing.
  • I am good at waiting patiently.
  • I often find myself with nothing to do, time on my hands.
  • In situations where I have to wait, such as in line, I get very restless.
  • I often wake up with a new idea.
  • It would be very hard for me to find a job that is exciting enough.
  • I would like more challenging things to do in life.
  • I feel that I am working below my abilities most of the time.
  • Many people would say that I am a creative or imaginative person.
  • I have so many interests, I don’t have time to do everything.
  • Among my friends, I am the one who keeps doing something the longest.
  • Unless I am doing something exciting, even dangerous, I feel half-dead and dull.
  • It takes a lot of change and variety to keep me really happy.
  • It seems that the same things are on television or the movies all the time; it’s getting old.
  • When I was young, I was often in monotonous and tiresome situations.

To find out your own proneness to boredom, add up the total of the scores you gave each question and see results below:

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Should I have a cookie?

This is SO me.


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Living in Two Different Worlds. But operating in one mind.

My Uncle.

  • Husband. 
  • Father of three terrific (now adult) children.
  • Retired Millwright.
  • Beekeeper. (He’d offer so sweet honeycomb picked off a hot knife)
  • Gardener. (He’d bring over juicy plums, peaches and apricots)
  • Farmer. (Hay Baler Cotter pins busting. Yelling and scrambling to get alfalfa in before rain)
  • Base singer in Men’s Choir. (Deep, Deep voice)
  • Photographer. (Black & White specialty including film processing in his dark room)
  • Cyclist. (20+ miles a loop.  Pumping up and down.  Relentless.  And alone)
  • Cross-Country Skier. (10+ miles a pop.  Traversing the most difficult Monashee Mountain terrain.  Alone)
  • Volunteer Organizer for Charity
  • Woodcarver/Artisan. (Handcrafted jewelry boxes.  Smooooooooth.  Wood grain glistening.)

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A Study in Blue…

Vanessa tripped into my blog post “If you are stuck, listen up.” Apparently it resonated with her on a less-than-sunny-day. She left a comment on the post that led to a bit of back and forth between us – – two bloggers not previously acquainted – yet connected in this community that continues to amaze. I learned the following:

Vanessa and her sister Dion had wanted to create a blog as a tribute to their Dad and keep his memory alive.  However, re-living the sorrow of the loss of her Father was “a reality she had difficulty confronting.” However, as she proceeded to build the blog, the effort actually became a celebration of his life and his art.

The blog is titled “Vincent Farrell Artist.”  It is dedicated to the art and life of Vincent Farrell 1928-2008 who Vanessa describes as “my maestro and my inspiration.” 

On April 20th, the Home & Hearth Magazine will feature an online gallery of Vincent Farrell’s work.  According to Vanessa, the magazine has put in a “huge effort in creating this online project which will also be written about in’”  Everyone is excited about the exhibition.

Vanessa permitted me to share two art works in her Father’s collection: “Study in Blue” and “In the Garden.”  His work is magnificent.  I encourage you to check out Vanessa’s blog to see more of his art.

This heart-warming story is a life Study in Blue.  Bravo Vanessa.  Your Father must be looking down and beaming.


The Believer of Convenience.

Scene: Sunday, April 17, 2012.  Beautiful sunny day in Chestnut Hill, MA.  Home of Boston College. (BC Alums, did I get your colors, right?)

This was a Father and Son day trip where we were joined by 1000+ other incoming freshman and their expectant parents – some like Eric, who were trying to decide if BC was going to be their home for the next four years.

Father Jeremy Clark (b. Australia; Chinese History specialist; Rugby enthusiast) kicked off his remarks by sharing some background on the Jesuits and their foundation which I recap like this: Pursuit of education and knowledge.  Integration of education with Religion and one’s pursuit of their highest personal calling.  Embracing character, community and service.  And, AND, their belief that “God is in All Things.”  More on this later.

Roll past a 45-minute briefing session in Biology and another 45 minutes in Chemistry (and I’m ready for therapy – Can I be the most clueless parent in the room?  Why are most of the parents taking notes?  Should I be taking notes?  On What?  Maybe I’ll doodle.  Ahh, I forgot my pen.  And I have no paper.  Isn’t the time up yet?  Why can’t I get an iPhone signal in here to check my emails?  Isn’t it hot in here?  I glance over at Eric.  He’s intently focused on the Professor. At least someone has it together. Could he be adopted? Or Worse?).  We moved on to the last of the formal classroom sessions which was hosted by four BC seniors sharing their thoughts on the BC experience.  It was standing room only.  No air in this room.  Or, perhaps I’m still hyperventilating from the last Chem session.  (What is wrong with me?)  During the end of the Q&A, a parent asks how invasive the religious requirements are at Boston College.  You could only hear crickets.  The Believers, shifting (squirming) uncomfortably in their chairs.  Gritting their teeth I’m sure.  The non-Catholic/non-Jesuit/”Other” parents and students sitting up at attention waiting for the response.  And me, I’m standing up against the wall…behind my son who sitting in front of me…I plant my feet…lean up against the wall…I squeeze his shoulders…I feel woozy.  (Get a grip man!)

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Should I Work Out Today?

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Be still…

“…Learn to silence the chattering of your ego, whether through prayer, meditation, or a long walk in the park. Find that place where you can detach from the pressures of the world. Find that place where your body and spirit work together in harmony…You don’t need the right car, the right shoes, the right girl­friend to be complete.  All you really need is to be yourself.  Your spirit is the real you. Let it guide you…Be still. Listen to your spirit say, I am, and I am enough. In the silence, you’ll hear God…”

Melody BeattieListen to Yourself



Life is an opportunity, benefit from it.
Life is beauty, admire it.
Life is bliss, taste it.
Life is a dream, realize it.
Life is a challenge, meet it.
Life is a duty, complete it.
Life is a game, play it.
Life is a promise, fulfill it.
Life is sorrow, overcome it.
Life is a song, sing it.
Life is a struggle, accept it.
Life is a tragedy, confront it.
Life is an adventure, dare it.
Life is luck, make it.
Life is too precious, do not destroy it.
Life is life, fight for it.

Mother Teresa



Image Credit: Thank you lori-rocks

Walking is an Ancient Thing…

"You find yourself by losing yourself. By not thinking about yourself all of the time. When I am in a slump with my writing, I’ll go and walk for a week. Walk and not see a human being. Something happens after four or five days which is quite wonderful. It is an ancient thing. Your sense of smell. Your hearing. They come back."

Doug Peacock





Sources: Quote – Thank you Whiskey River.  Paintings – Thank you Jerry Points Paintings

I hate being alone…

NO.  Not me.  I LOVE my solitude.  Especially during the early morning hours.

No traffic.  No distractions.  No meetings.  No presentations. No phone calls. No revenue pressure. No emails.  No idle chatter.  No Nothing.

So, then, Brutus, you have found Peace in your solitude?

No.  Just me and my mind.  Alone.

And boy, is she working me over…

Banging away.  Interrupting the silence.

“All that we are is the result of all that we have thought. It is founded on thought. It is based on thought.”

– The Dhammapada


Hump Day Inspiration: A man must constantly exceed his level…

This inspiring story is about Bruce Lee, a legendary martial art master.  From: The Art of Expressing the Human Body.  (Bruce Lee, John Little).

Here’s a few excerpts:

“Lee realized early on that in order for us to fulfill our physical potential, we had to approach our exercise endeavors progressively and fight against the desire to pack it all in and retire to the sofa and the television where we could escape from our ‘duty’ of self-actualization by partaking in its opposite – that is, shutting off our minds and allowing our muscles to atrophy. Lee wanted to learn as much about his mind and body as possible. He wanted to know what he was truly capable of, rather than settling for what he already knew he could accomplish. To this end, he viewed each training session as a learning experience, an opportunity for improvement to take himself to a new level. As a result, he had a keen eye for spotting people who were selling themselves short by either slacking off in their training or by underestimating what their true capabilities were.

Stirling Silliphant (a student of Lee’s) related an interesting story that perfectly embodies Lee’s attitude toward progressive resistance in cardiovascular training, as well as his refusal to let a person – in this case Silliphant – underestimate his own physical potential:”

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What we pay the most attention to…

“A relatively new field, called interpersonal neurobiology, draws its vigor from one of the great discoveries of our era: that the brain is constantly rewiring itself based on daily life. In the end, what we pay the most attention to defines us. How you choose to spend the irreplaceable hours of your life literally transforms you.”

NY Times: The Brain on Love, by Diane Ackerman




  1. Quote: SwissMiss
  2. Image: Mme Scherzo via vanfullersublime: “Foxtrot of the Collective Unconscious”

Takes only only 1 minute to find inspiration for your work-out…

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The trouble is…

Week in Review: "Grace is Gone…"

I was invited to a party for a former colleague who was retiring after 17 years of service.  I couldn’t attend in person so I was asked to share some of my thoughts in a note that would be read at the party.  So, in preparing my note, I reflected on her performance (consistently good), her results (consistently good), her technical skills (very good), her loyalty to the firm (exceptionally good) and I ended up landing here…


I’ve had a few weeks to think about this note.  I reflected back on all of the ups and downs that we shared at work over the years.  And the thought that keeps coming back to me over and over again when I think of you is "Grace."  Someone who carries herself with grace.  Someone with a quiet confidence.  Someone who keeps their cool under fire.  Someone who looks for the good in everything and everyone.  Someone who always seems to be at Peace.  At peace with yourself and others.

You remind me of the quote by William Hazlitt: “Grace has been defined as the outward expression of the inward harmony of the soul.

You live your life with so much goodness and you’ve given so much…now it’s your time. Your time to kick back, relax and enjoy.

Thanks for all that you had done for me when we worked closely together. You are an inspiration and I miss our times together.

Best of luck and health in your retirement…


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Life Goal Aid or Blocker?

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