In The Dash

Hey, so I’ve tried to find a good way to work on my scripture memory while doing other things. For example, I have taken to watching news while riding my recumbent bike…. but why not do some work on my memory project then instead. So I created this philippiansflash file to allow me to scroll through all the book while riding. Will have to create a way to control the speed and maybe jump to chapters (scenes) but out of the blocks it works for now.

Gotta dash …. Rick

One of the best times for making things that count and get some quanity time is on a trip. On the other hand I don’t know how many times I have taken a book on a trip and not hardly turned a page in it.

So I’m making a list of things I want to focus on and will note how I can accomplish them as I travel.

Where am I going? To a wedding. What great way to start on an adventure of tuning my dash. The event reminds me that Theresa & I have been in a relay for 25 years and counting. We are hitting our stride and learning to pace ourselves.

Gotta Dash.

Well I’ve been thinking what to write today and I was wondering if I would have the time to write.  So I decided I would try to limit myself, generally, to just a couple of paragraphs.  And if I have to, just one photo. But mostly no photos.  In the Dash they would be all blurry anyway. 

So I was working past quitting time tonight and I realized (not like I hadn’t heard it before or not thought about it before, so I guess I re-realized) that much of the Dash happens just inside my little pea brain.  I just gotta do one more little thing, if nothing else but to appease my curiosity about something and then the next thing I know I have blown a half an hour on something that has little impact on bettering the things that count.  Then I find myself Dashing to make up for time I should have spent doing those important things during which I am less kind, forgetful and in-then-end just plain self serving.

It starts right there between my ears. I know what I should be doing and I just gotta put it off. Almost like getting out of bed in the morning. Now as I re-read this I see it is a clear as mud so I will have expound on it sometime. Here though I am already into three paragraphs.  Argh!

cya,  gotta Dash

Well summer is coming to an end. It has been great watching the Olympics till midnight with family. Speaking of which my two girls have been home from college and Theresa and I have surely enjoyed their company and fun. My son Joe works the late shift and doesn’t get home till 9:30ish, so by the time 10:00 PM rolls around we all have barely started visiting.

I say barely because I should be leaving for work by 9:00 AM and the family is just starting to drag themselves out of bed just after 8:00 AM. Just don’t get much in the way of conversation with sleepy eyes and ears and showers going on.

All this late night stuff is akin to chains holding me in bed in the morning. I struggle to convince myself that I need to get up and get going. I am by and large the first one up and I like to try to use the couple hours at the start of the day for a couple of tidbits before “the dash” starts.

Well it is Wednesday and my Men’s Group up the hill is starting so gotta dash.