This one is for K2 who posted this on her Yahoo 360 page...
K2 desperately wanted me to watch this video on YouTube. She said it is bittersweet. I have to admit... I watched it the first time and didn't get it... maybe I was just tired (yeah, right). A 12 year old took pity on her old mom and explained it to me... Kiwi wants to fly but can't. So he nails trees to the side of the cliff and when he feels like he has enough, he jumps off the cliff and freefalls. What's with the trees? According to K2, they are there so it feels like he is really flying thru the trees. But eventually he will go SPLAT, right? Yes, but first he will have flown. You're happy for him but at the same time you're sad because he dies.
A little extreme? Maybe but what she got out of it... is that if you don't try, you won't acheive.
So how far are you willing to go?
Showing posts with label Reflections. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Reflections. Show all posts
Monday, September 17, 2007
Monday, June 4, 2007
Not Tonight, Dears, I Have to Read...
I was going to do another post but decided against it. I posted enough last night besides I just did a big one on the BB... although it might not be there in the morning... I really want to delete part of it... I posted pics... for gawd's sake, WTH was I thinking???? But I am trying to be brave... I am trying to live out loud... and if owning up to how big I was and showing that I've come a little way helps me or anyone else out there then I will leave it... We will see how I feel in the morning.
Now... I am tired... I put in almost 90 minutes of exercise today and that includes BR legs, abs and CARDIO!!!! Plus, I did step aerobics and the stationary bike at work today. Now I am off to bed to read for a bit. Let's hope I can make it past 2 pages!
Night, all!
Hmmm... now that I look back on this... I guess I did a post after all. :)
Now... I am tired... I put in almost 90 minutes of exercise today and that includes BR legs, abs and CARDIO!!!! Plus, I did step aerobics and the stationary bike at work today. Now I am off to bed to read for a bit. Let's hope I can make it past 2 pages!
Night, all!
Hmmm... now that I look back on this... I guess I did a post after all. :)
Tuesday, May 1, 2007
My Legacy...
The great use of life is to spend it for something that will outlast it.
- William James, philosopher and psychologist
There's a woman on the BB who I find amazing...well, there are actually quite a few of them but this one posted something on the BB this week that brought back memories... good and bad. Natalia is a young woman who has a "little sister"... being single and childless, she selflessly devotes time to befriend a young girl. Being the mom of 3 children, I can understand the time and dedication that is called for in making time for a child. But to do this for someone not of your own flesh and blood, takes a special human being. She often posts stories of their activities on the BB which are always a joy to read.
This week she posted about a hiking trip that she and her little sister made... their attempt to climb to the summit of Mount Helena. They attempted the "easy" trail... 1.6 miles w/a 1000ft change in elevation. They made it about 3/4 of the way before she had to stop and turn around. And even though her little sister was disappointed to not make it further, she acted like the hike was too hard for her too so that Natalia wouldn't feel bad about not making it. What a relationship!
This story reminded me of one of my weight inflicted memories... The summer of 2005, we took a family vacation to Colorado. On our way to the western part of the state, we stopped at the Great Sand Dunes National Park. I had been there as a kid and loved it... how cool in the middle of a state famous for its majestic mountains to find a huge oasis of sand dunes. My kids had set a distant "peak" as the point that they wanted to hike to. I laughed and said okay... knowing full well we would never go that far. Have you ever walked in sand? Sand that your feet sink into? Then add to that sand great sloping hills... up and down... crossing narrow ridge lines. I have no idea what I weighed in 2005 but it was very close to what I weighed last year... plus, add to that little or no exercise. Walking those sand dunes was one of the most physical challenges I have ever had to face! We walked and kept moving sometimes slowly... very slowly. We climbed peaks only to discover that the peak the kids wanted to make it to was still a few away. That's one thing about being in the middle of these rolling hills of sand... nothing ever looked as far as it really was. There came a point after climbing one hill and just having discovered it was still not the top and we had yet another steeper climb to make. I looked at that and said no way... I was done. But the kids wouldn't have it, they wanted to go on. I told them that I would wait there for them and they could go on with their dad. Nope! They wouldn't have it... we were on a family vacation and we had to do it together.. .sorta their version of no man or mom left behind. I saw how much this meant to my kids so I trudged on. That last climb was so hard.... so slow. I would look up thinking surely we were almost there only to discover that I wasn't even halfway. One of the kids would hang back to "help" me along. Sometimes J would be there pulling me forward. There finally came a point where I just collapsed... I couldn't do it... I couldn't go another step. But my stubborn kids wouldn't leave me... they sat there with me, waiting while I rested. I told them... finally I begged and pleaded with them... "Please, just go on without me." They wouldn't do it. They said either we all do it together or we don't. Sitting there in the sand I just began to cry. Here was something my kids wanted so badly and my fat, out of shape body wasn't letting me do it. I tried again... begged... pleaded for them to go on without me. They refused. I then had a decision to make... turn around and start the trip back down or pick myself up and go forward. Well, I couldn't let them miss this opportunity... this was something they desperately wanted. I had to do it for them. So I picked myself up and started again. One step at a time... looking down at the sand the entire time.... one step, then another, then one more. The kids would encourage me... "You can do it, mom!" "You're almost there!" They lied about that one. Soon one by one they started making it to the top... "Come on, mom! You have to see this!" "You can do it, mom!" Finally, I took that last step that brought me over the top. I had done it. I collapsed in the sand and my daughter said to me... "I knew you COULD do it."
That day I hated myself and what I had let my body become. I never would've gone half as far as I did if it had not been for my kids. They are the inspiration for all that I do. That right there is the biggest reason for my success this time. When I first started trying to lose weight back in September, it was all about the pounds. It wasn't til I sat down and figured out why I wanted to do this and put my kids at the top of that list, that I actually had some success at it. I want to live longer. I want to see my kids grow up and have families of their own. I want to become a grandparent or maybe even a great-grandparent. I want to enjoy life now with my kids. I want to be able to do things that were too difficult to do in the past (like climb a sand dune). I want to do fun everyday type stuff (like ride bikes) with them. They are my inspiration for doing this. Sure there are other reasons, but they are right there at the top.
In fact, I lost sight of that a few months ago and once again it became about the numbers on the scale. I had lost 30 lbs in 3 months and then just stopped... a plateau. It really threw me and I lost focus. It wasn't until last month that I had to go back and revisit why I am doing this in the first place.
They are my legacy... they are how I want to leave my mark on this world. If nothing else can be said about me... hopefully, they will say... She was a good mom.
- William James, philosopher and psychologist
There's a woman on the BB who I find amazing...well, there are actually quite a few of them but this one posted something on the BB this week that brought back memories... good and bad. Natalia is a young woman who has a "little sister"... being single and childless, she selflessly devotes time to befriend a young girl. Being the mom of 3 children, I can understand the time and dedication that is called for in making time for a child. But to do this for someone not of your own flesh and blood, takes a special human being. She often posts stories of their activities on the BB which are always a joy to read.
This week she posted about a hiking trip that she and her little sister made... their attempt to climb to the summit of Mount Helena. They attempted the "easy" trail... 1.6 miles w/a 1000ft change in elevation. They made it about 3/4 of the way before she had to stop and turn around. And even though her little sister was disappointed to not make it further, she acted like the hike was too hard for her too so that Natalia wouldn't feel bad about not making it. What a relationship!
This story reminded me of one of my weight inflicted memories... The summer of 2005, we took a family vacation to Colorado. On our way to the western part of the state, we stopped at the Great Sand Dunes National Park. I had been there as a kid and loved it... how cool in the middle of a state famous for its majestic mountains to find a huge oasis of sand dunes. My kids had set a distant "peak" as the point that they wanted to hike to. I laughed and said okay... knowing full well we would never go that far. Have you ever walked in sand? Sand that your feet sink into? Then add to that sand great sloping hills... up and down... crossing narrow ridge lines. I have no idea what I weighed in 2005 but it was very close to what I weighed last year... plus, add to that little or no exercise. Walking those sand dunes was one of the most physical challenges I have ever had to face! We walked and kept moving sometimes slowly... very slowly. We climbed peaks only to discover that the peak the kids wanted to make it to was still a few away. That's one thing about being in the middle of these rolling hills of sand... nothing ever looked as far as it really was. There came a point after climbing one hill and just having discovered it was still not the top and we had yet another steeper climb to make. I looked at that and said no way... I was done. But the kids wouldn't have it, they wanted to go on. I told them that I would wait there for them and they could go on with their dad. Nope! They wouldn't have it... we were on a family vacation and we had to do it together.. .sorta their version of no man or mom left behind. I saw how much this meant to my kids so I trudged on. That last climb was so hard.... so slow. I would look up thinking surely we were almost there only to discover that I wasn't even halfway. One of the kids would hang back to "help" me along. Sometimes J would be there pulling me forward. There finally came a point where I just collapsed... I couldn't do it... I couldn't go another step. But my stubborn kids wouldn't leave me... they sat there with me, waiting while I rested. I told them... finally I begged and pleaded with them... "Please, just go on without me." They wouldn't do it. They said either we all do it together or we don't. Sitting there in the sand I just began to cry. Here was something my kids wanted so badly and my fat, out of shape body wasn't letting me do it. I tried again... begged... pleaded for them to go on without me. They refused. I then had a decision to make... turn around and start the trip back down or pick myself up and go forward. Well, I couldn't let them miss this opportunity... this was something they desperately wanted. I had to do it for them. So I picked myself up and started again. One step at a time... looking down at the sand the entire time.... one step, then another, then one more. The kids would encourage me... "You can do it, mom!" "You're almost there!" They lied about that one. Soon one by one they started making it to the top... "Come on, mom! You have to see this!" "You can do it, mom!" Finally, I took that last step that brought me over the top. I had done it. I collapsed in the sand and my daughter said to me... "I knew you COULD do it."
That day I hated myself and what I had let my body become. I never would've gone half as far as I did if it had not been for my kids. They are the inspiration for all that I do. That right there is the biggest reason for my success this time. When I first started trying to lose weight back in September, it was all about the pounds. It wasn't til I sat down and figured out why I wanted to do this and put my kids at the top of that list, that I actually had some success at it. I want to live longer. I want to see my kids grow up and have families of their own. I want to become a grandparent or maybe even a great-grandparent. I want to enjoy life now with my kids. I want to be able to do things that were too difficult to do in the past (like climb a sand dune). I want to do fun everyday type stuff (like ride bikes) with them. They are my inspiration for doing this. Sure there are other reasons, but they are right there at the top.
In fact, I lost sight of that a few months ago and once again it became about the numbers on the scale. I had lost 30 lbs in 3 months and then just stopped... a plateau. It really threw me and I lost focus. It wasn't until last month that I had to go back and revisit why I am doing this in the first place.
They are my legacy... they are how I want to leave my mark on this world. If nothing else can be said about me... hopefully, they will say... She was a good mom.
Tuesday, April 24, 2007
Making life changes... one step at a time...
"It's not what you do once in a while, it's what you do day in and day out that makes the difference."~ Jenny Craig
Someone posted this quote on the message board recently... and isn't that the truth. I honestly believe that one of the reasons I have always failed at diet and exercise in the past has been the dream of instant gratification. If it didn't happen immediately, then I gave up.
Also, I have never committed 100% to becoming fit. It wasn't a lifestyle change... it was "I want to lose weight... I want to lose it NOW... oh, and by the way, I don't really want to exercise regularly and eat better."
I am not sure what it was this time that spoke to me...I have a feeling that it was a variety of things. BUT this time, it HAS become a lifestyle change... or should I say... it is becoming a lifestyle change. Because I am not there yet. I have to work hard at it everyday. The exercising the last couple of weeks has been really good. I do my strength training 3 days a week as scheduled. I do BodyRev about 3X a week. And I either walk or bike, 5-6 X a week. For some reason, it has been easy doing this.
The food is going pretty well. I am making sure to add lots of fruits and veggies to my diet. It's not that hard to do. J is good with buying lots of fresh produce on his way home from work. When I make a Slimfast shake for breakfast (which is usually 4-5 times/week), I used to add only one kind of fruit. Now I am adding 2 and even 3 different kinds. We keep cut up carrots in the fridge at all times for crunchy snacking and I have to have my favs on hand at all times... sugar snap peas! They are sweet and crunchy... I just love them. I am making small changes in my diet. I completely switched to skim milk in October and just recently switched to Whole Wheat bread (told J though that he has to read the ingredients... first item must be whole wheat flour... not enriched flour). I try to take smaller portions and make substitutions where I can. No soda unless we are out to dinner or a movie (which turns out to be only about 3X/month). There is still room for improvement but considering how I used to eat... this is still a huge difference for me. I will make other substitutions as I go along.
In the past, I would DIET... completely limit myself on what I could and could not eat. YEah, that would always last about 4 days. Then I gave up because I was either hungry all the time... or craving my favs. Or there was the time, that I dieted during the week and on weekends allowed myself to eat whatever I wanted. Stilll no life style change there.
This time around (and alot of the credit goes to Alden and my buddies on the BB) I am doing this every day.... I have to... I have to think about it everyday in order to make it work. It's really not that hard... aww, hell, who am I kidding? It is hard... it is work.... but I am not giving up yet. I almost did a couple of months ago. I hit that plateau and nothing seemed to motivate me. I really needed to determine what it was that I wanted and what exactly I was willing to do to acheive it.
Yes, I want to lose weight. But it is really so much more than that. I want to have energy. I don't want to LOOK fat. I want to be able to do activities with my kids and not be winded or tell them to go on without me. I want to look in the mirror and not see a FAT person anymore. I want to live to see my grandchildren and great-grandchildren. I want to LIVE this life I have... not just sit on the sidelines watching it go by.
So when it all comes down to it... it is what I do, day in and day out that will make the changes happen... there is no instant gratification here. It will really take a lifestyle change to make it happen.
Someone posted this quote on the message board recently... and isn't that the truth. I honestly believe that one of the reasons I have always failed at diet and exercise in the past has been the dream of instant gratification. If it didn't happen immediately, then I gave up.
Also, I have never committed 100% to becoming fit. It wasn't a lifestyle change... it was "I want to lose weight... I want to lose it NOW... oh, and by the way, I don't really want to exercise regularly and eat better."
I am not sure what it was this time that spoke to me...I have a feeling that it was a variety of things. BUT this time, it HAS become a lifestyle change... or should I say... it is becoming a lifestyle change. Because I am not there yet. I have to work hard at it everyday. The exercising the last couple of weeks has been really good. I do my strength training 3 days a week as scheduled. I do BodyRev about 3X a week. And I either walk or bike, 5-6 X a week. For some reason, it has been easy doing this.
The food is going pretty well. I am making sure to add lots of fruits and veggies to my diet. It's not that hard to do. J is good with buying lots of fresh produce on his way home from work. When I make a Slimfast shake for breakfast (which is usually 4-5 times/week), I used to add only one kind of fruit. Now I am adding 2 and even 3 different kinds. We keep cut up carrots in the fridge at all times for crunchy snacking and I have to have my favs on hand at all times... sugar snap peas! They are sweet and crunchy... I just love them. I am making small changes in my diet. I completely switched to skim milk in October and just recently switched to Whole Wheat bread (told J though that he has to read the ingredients... first item must be whole wheat flour... not enriched flour). I try to take smaller portions and make substitutions where I can. No soda unless we are out to dinner or a movie (which turns out to be only about 3X/month). There is still room for improvement but considering how I used to eat... this is still a huge difference for me. I will make other substitutions as I go along.
In the past, I would DIET... completely limit myself on what I could and could not eat. YEah, that would always last about 4 days. Then I gave up because I was either hungry all the time... or craving my favs. Or there was the time, that I dieted during the week and on weekends allowed myself to eat whatever I wanted. Stilll no life style change there.
This time around (and alot of the credit goes to Alden and my buddies on the BB) I am doing this every day.... I have to... I have to think about it everyday in order to make it work. It's really not that hard... aww, hell, who am I kidding? It is hard... it is work.... but I am not giving up yet. I almost did a couple of months ago. I hit that plateau and nothing seemed to motivate me. I really needed to determine what it was that I wanted and what exactly I was willing to do to acheive it.
Yes, I want to lose weight. But it is really so much more than that. I want to have energy. I don't want to LOOK fat. I want to be able to do activities with my kids and not be winded or tell them to go on without me. I want to look in the mirror and not see a FAT person anymore. I want to live to see my grandchildren and great-grandchildren. I want to LIVE this life I have... not just sit on the sidelines watching it go by.
So when it all comes down to it... it is what I do, day in and day out that will make the changes happen... there is no instant gratification here. It will really take a lifestyle change to make it happen.
Sunday, April 15, 2007
Commitment...
There are only two options regarding commitment. You're either IN or you're OUT. There's no such thing as life in-between.
- Pat Riley, basketball coach
So when it comes to getting more fit... am I in or out? I thought I was in... I really did. Even when I got sidetracked and lost my focus, I still thought I was in but looking back I know that I wasn't. At the time I really believed that I wanted to be in the game but just couldn't find the motivation, but then how could I really be in the game then? I think deep down, I just got tired... I was upset that I wasn't seeing results... although I know I wasn't putting my all into it. How could I expect to see results?
Right now, I feel like I am more in the game than ever before. I am not going gang busters on the BR... But I now have a plan in mind... M, W, F are my BR days... these are the days that I need to do 3 - 15 min workouts. On Sun, Tues, Thurs, I need to do some sort of strength exercises and try to fit in some cardio workout, like walking, biking or BR cardio, plus these are the days to add an extra abs if I feel like it. Before I was trying to BR 5X/week. And while some weeks I did it, others I fell short... and when that happened then I was down on myself and felt like a failure. I think this plan will work out much better for me. I love doing my BR but I started to get bored with it. I think by doing this plan I should be able to avoid the boredome since I have a little more choice in what I do plus, it allows me Saturdays off. But so far I have put a bike ride or a walk on those days anyway.
So it's only been two weeks but I feel great! I am back to logging my food intake... becoming more aware of calorie count (my SP plan says I should be eating between 1400-1800 calories/day... for the most part it has been pretty close to the 1400 mark). I am getting some sort of exercise every day. I am reading nutrition articles to make myself more aware and more informed. This time I think that I am really committed.
- Pat Riley, basketball coach
So when it comes to getting more fit... am I in or out? I thought I was in... I really did. Even when I got sidetracked and lost my focus, I still thought I was in but looking back I know that I wasn't. At the time I really believed that I wanted to be in the game but just couldn't find the motivation, but then how could I really be in the game then? I think deep down, I just got tired... I was upset that I wasn't seeing results... although I know I wasn't putting my all into it. How could I expect to see results?
Right now, I feel like I am more in the game than ever before. I am not going gang busters on the BR... But I now have a plan in mind... M, W, F are my BR days... these are the days that I need to do 3 - 15 min workouts. On Sun, Tues, Thurs, I need to do some sort of strength exercises and try to fit in some cardio workout, like walking, biking or BR cardio, plus these are the days to add an extra abs if I feel like it. Before I was trying to BR 5X/week. And while some weeks I did it, others I fell short... and when that happened then I was down on myself and felt like a failure. I think this plan will work out much better for me. I love doing my BR but I started to get bored with it. I think by doing this plan I should be able to avoid the boredome since I have a little more choice in what I do plus, it allows me Saturdays off. But so far I have put a bike ride or a walk on those days anyway.
So it's only been two weeks but I feel great! I am back to logging my food intake... becoming more aware of calorie count (my SP plan says I should be eating between 1400-1800 calories/day... for the most part it has been pretty close to the 1400 mark). I am getting some sort of exercise every day. I am reading nutrition articles to make myself more aware and more informed. This time I think that I am really committed.
Friday, April 13, 2007
I am a kind of paranoiac in reverse. I suspect people of plotting to make me happy.
- JD Salinger
What do you think??? True? For me, yes in so many ways... I am surrounded by family (husband and kids) and dear, dear internet friends who seem to support me in so many ways, especially when it comes to my support system on this fitness road I seem to have found my way to. J and the kids are so extremely supportive yet without being "mean" about it... "are you sure you should be eating that?" And friends from the BB who are there constantly with words of encouragement, especially when I was in my fitness depression and couldn't seem to find my way out. Or if I have had a great week, they are there with cheers for a job well done.
But the funny thing is... I don't find this everywhere. Why is it when some people start to lose weight others have to find ways to bring them down? Remember when Oprah lost a ton of weight... her popularity actually went down. Why is that? I ran into a similiar situation from other family members last Christmas. I only had one sister-in-law who actually asked if I had lost weight. And then after that another sister-in-law snidely asked "Just how was I losing the weight?" No mentions of "gee, you look good." Or "way to go" or "good job". And my mom... my mom who spent my entire teen years trying to get me to lose weight... from bribing me with new wardrobes to commenting that I needed skinny friends... never said one word... not one. Now you have to understand that my mom has battled weight issues her entire life and she is a person who can never be happy for someone who has something or has acheived something that she herself desires. But its sad really... This is my family... people who are supposed to be supportive and yet I get more support from friends I met thru the internet... and some of them are people that I haven't even met physically yet. Something is wrong with that picture!
However, the people who mean the most to me in the world... J and the kids are by far the most supportive. Sometimes reminding me to exercise or joining me on walks.... And J has never made cracks about my weight or made me feel bad about it. He has always accepted me for who I am... not that he wouldn't want to see me weigh less... but then it is more of a health issue for him and not an appearance one.
So I am truly blessed... to have the support system that I do. And yes, I really do believe that they are very pleased to see me happy and doing so well.
Thank you all!
- JD Salinger
What do you think??? True? For me, yes in so many ways... I am surrounded by family (husband and kids) and dear, dear internet friends who seem to support me in so many ways, especially when it comes to my support system on this fitness road I seem to have found my way to. J and the kids are so extremely supportive yet without being "mean" about it... "are you sure you should be eating that?" And friends from the BB who are there constantly with words of encouragement, especially when I was in my fitness depression and couldn't seem to find my way out. Or if I have had a great week, they are there with cheers for a job well done.
But the funny thing is... I don't find this everywhere. Why is it when some people start to lose weight others have to find ways to bring them down? Remember when Oprah lost a ton of weight... her popularity actually went down. Why is that? I ran into a similiar situation from other family members last Christmas. I only had one sister-in-law who actually asked if I had lost weight. And then after that another sister-in-law snidely asked "Just how was I losing the weight?" No mentions of "gee, you look good." Or "way to go" or "good job". And my mom... my mom who spent my entire teen years trying to get me to lose weight... from bribing me with new wardrobes to commenting that I needed skinny friends... never said one word... not one. Now you have to understand that my mom has battled weight issues her entire life and she is a person who can never be happy for someone who has something or has acheived something that she herself desires. But its sad really... This is my family... people who are supposed to be supportive and yet I get more support from friends I met thru the internet... and some of them are people that I haven't even met physically yet. Something is wrong with that picture!
However, the people who mean the most to me in the world... J and the kids are by far the most supportive. Sometimes reminding me to exercise or joining me on walks.... And J has never made cracks about my weight or made me feel bad about it. He has always accepted me for who I am... not that he wouldn't want to see me weigh less... but then it is more of a health issue for him and not an appearance one.
So I am truly blessed... to have the support system that I do. And yes, I really do believe that they are very pleased to see me happy and doing so well.
Thank you all!
Wednesday, April 11, 2007
Keeping Things in Perspective...
The present is what slips by us while we're pondering the past and worrying about the future.- Ziggy, cartoon foible
Ain't that the truth... how much time do we spend thinking about something we did yesterday or last week... did we do the right thing... would we do it differently if given the chance? Or what about worrying about tomorrow? I have a work review coming up... I wonder how I'll do... or how am I going to pay for braces? IS this you?? I know it's me... I spend so much time criticizing myself over things I did or didn't do yesterday and worrying about what I have coming up. What happened to living in the present?
Ziggy is absolutely right on this one... poor Ziggy... he gets placed in one sucky scenario after another and always manages to come out okay... If anyone knows that tomorrow will probably suck, it is definitely Ziggy yet he manages to face each day with a smile. Well, okay, he's a cartoon character, I mean really what does he really have to worry about... his creator's pen running dry? But seriously, I know I could use more humor in my life... more smiles... maybe that would help with facing each day even knowing that it was going to be a bad one.
Back when I first started doing my food/mood logging as suggested by Alden at the end of each log I would list my 3 good things. Part of this idea was stolen from someone else on the BB, but I don't think she'd mind. Somedays I was hard pressed to come up with 3 things but I usually did after some thought... it didn't have to be life changing good things... anything simple that simply made me smile that day would qualify. The funny thing is some of those things I took for granted until I actually sat back and reflected on the day itself. How many of those things would have gone forgotten if I hadn't made myself think about them? So yeah, worrying about yesterday and tomorrow while sometimes necessary shouldn't take up all our time... we need to live in the here and now and appreciate the good, no matter how small. Don't let your today slip away...
My 3 good things from today:
1. Appreciating a pretty snowy day (knowing full well it won't last long!)
2. A trip to Starbucks with K2
3. Hearing Philadelphia Freedom on the radio and remembering
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