Small Town Pride
Last night was my son's first varsity football game. They hosted a team from a large city. The visitors had to travel several hours to get here. I'm sure both sides were nervous. Our school had no black players and their team had no white players. To add to the discomfort, while we had hundreds of spectators the visitors had maybe a dozen. Still when one of their players got hurt and had to go out, hundreds of us on the home team side of the field clapped in appreciation for their effort. It made me proud to be from this community. We may not have all the advantages of living in a metropolitan area, but there are compensations, like friendly attitudes and genuine smiles.
Nunya [10:34 PM]
More Change
My job has been changing drastically the last two weeks. I no longer have a private office, I work on a glass enclosed podium with two other men. The sales force has tripled and sales volume is up accordingly, so there is little slack time in a day to blog or even surf. Many of you may have always worked in an environment that afforded little time for such luxuries, but it's something I miss. On the positive side I am working a flex schedule now, because we have also extended our business hours to late in the evening. Today I won't have to go in until 11 AM because I will work until 8 tonight. I'd go run but it's raining right now. Wednesday I got to run before work, so that is a good thing. We are closed for the next three days for the Labor Day weekend, and I'm looking forward to that. I am also being asked to give up my "every other Saturday off" and I don't know what I can get in exchange for that, perhaps more vacation time and/or more midweek time off. My son's wedding is approaching, after that things won't be so hectic at home. I have a problem when work and home are in a state of upheaval. Hope all is well with all of you. Thanks for checking by.
Dave
Nunya [8:30 AM]
Sunday
Sunday I wanted to go for a longish bike ride, but it was quite windy. I decided to try anyway, and set a 25 mile route up that would start out into the wind and end with the wind at my back. In the first 8 miles I went though a whole bottle of Gator Ade and then stopped at a party store for a second. After changing direction I sped up and the effort eased.
When I got home I realized just how much work I'd bitten off, the wind had blown over our flag pole and it was lying flat in the yard. That's when I realized that I was really stronger than I thought. I shouldn't have been able to get through the first 8 miles, let alone finish the trip. Sometimes it's better if you don't know everything and just go ahead and do something. Now I'm more than sore, much more than a 25 mile ride should cause, but it feels good. Doing something hard, well, does that to a person.
Nunya [1:08 PM]