Bounding into the New Year

When I'm lost and uncertain I just need to listen to the little voices inside my head .... I think I capture one in this picture taken from my first run of the year .... and what do you see (little voice in middle of picture, ha "did I say little voice")?

Well ..... follow close as this could get confusing .... 2007 comes along and I feel that I need Goals .... but I don't really have any. After running this morning, I was talking to 2 of my running buddies at Runnin Skool and listening to their marathon plans. It occurred to me, if I can be part of helping them get there in their training, that would please me most. We, Katy and I, also have some challenges ahead with work and recovering fitness. I really want to help Katy recover, but not sure how to be supportive and not pushing. This will be tough for me to do.

So there you have it folks .... my goals for the year. For a long time now, I have NEEDED to run. It has been therapy and a release, it gave me satisfaction and focus for achievement. But, that is not where I am at the moment and this is something I consider to be a very good thing.

Somewhere through reading your posts, sharing your thoughts and feelings, I had another moment of clarity. I channelled my inner buddha that was born from the seasonal indulgences. This second revelation is about work. What is most important now has become, Who I work with and that I want to be around them. How we treat each other in caring out our duties. What is most important in your work?

Is it the money? Loving what you do? How it makes you feel about yourself?

I am also lucky enough to have the Croutons staying with me. I enjoy coming home to play cards and share the complete series of Boston Legal that we got for Christmas with them. I really love coming home.

The New Year weekend was spent camping with another family (as we have done for 3 years now), at a place called "The Wrecks" (pictured below). I can not be sure of this, but I believe the name came from the the drunken, whooping, bonfire and flare lighting early twenty something revellers also camping besides us, that became "Wrecks" in the mornings.



Finally, Progress Report:

"Hoppy" aka Toasthater aka Katy, is recovering rapidly, although quite sore. She can walk about the house without crutches and I am less scared about her fragile state.