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Sunday, 28 October 2012

An old poem


I came across this poem about 12 years ago during a period of my life when things were not going well, it amused me. All this time has passed and it still amuses me.

I PICTURE MYSELF NEAR A STREAM

BIRDS ARE SINGING IN THE COOL CRISP MOUNTAIN AIR,

NOTHING CAN BOTHER ME HERE, NO ONE KNOWS MY SECRET PLACE.

I AM IN TOTAL SECLUSION,

THE SOOTHING SOUND OF A GENTLE WATERFALL FILLS THE AIR WITH A CASCADE OF SERENITY

I CAN EASILY MAKE OUT THE FACE OF THE PERSON I AM HOLDING UNDER THE WATER

A philosophy professor


This has been doing the rounds for many years, i like it because it makes sense. 


A philosophy professor stood before his class with some items in front of him. When class began, wordlessly he picked up a large empty jar and proceeded to fill it with rocks about 2" in diameter.

Then he asked the students if the jar was full. They agreed that it was. So the professor then picked up a box of pebbles and poured them into the jar of rocks. He shook the jar lightly. The pebbles, of course, rolled into the spaces between the rocks. The students laughed.

He asked his students again if the jar was full. They said yes, it was. The professor then picked up a box of sand and poured it into the jar. Of course, the sand filled up everything else.

“Now,” said the professor, “I want you to recognize that this is your life.

The rocks are the important things - your family, your partner, your health, your children - anything that is so important to you that if it were to be lost, you would be nearly destroyed.

The pebbles are the other things in life that matter, but on a smaller scale. They are things like your job, your house, your car.

The sand is everything else - the small stuff.

If you put the sand or the pebbles into the jar first, there is no room for the rocks. The same goes for your life.

If you spend all your energy and time on the small stuff, material things, you will never have room for the things that are truly most important.

Pay attention to the things that are critical in your life. Play with your children. Take your partner out dancing.

There will always be time to go to work, clean the house, give a dinner party and fix the car.

Take care of the rocks first - the things that really matter. Set your priorities. The rest is just pebbles and sand.”

Monday, 8 October 2012

A Home Run

I am lucky enough to work close to home, in a straight line its only 4.5 miles, however i also live on the edge of the West Pennines moors. Having missed my Sunday run i decided to make tonight's Home Run a little more worth while.

Windmills on Knowl Moor

Windmills on Knowl Moor - again

Green Booth Reservoir


The Track to Waughs Well

Lee Quarry

15 Miles and plenty of smiles, i am very lucky to live around here, there is so much good running.