Spread your wings and fly. I’m not exactly sure why this is happening, but I feel a surge of energy lately.
Today is the 16th anniversary of the passing of my dad. He had alzheimer’s disease.
Sometimes it seems like I can hear him telling me to keep going.
I love this . . . . . “Go to your strengths Athlete” Mark Bravo – I believe my strength to be jogging, walking and talking about alzheimer’s disease.
U.S.Highway 80 (the Dixie Overland Highway)
Truck drivers amaze me. They are so courteous and encouraging. They appreciate effort and I appreciate the impact they have on our lives.
This was and still is another awesome day.
Mom will have company again this evening. She says she enjoys that.
For raising awareness
BOB Revolution SE Jogging Stroller
It has the 24/7 Helpline phone number on the back
I jog, walk, wave and smile
I have been with mom all month. We are managing our situation well.
The weather has been to my liking, and I enjoy the occasional pop up thunderstorms.
Since the 11th of this month I have been covering seven miles each day. Just for some excitement, I’m seeing how many days I can do the seven. It’s been twenty so far. I’m enjoying the streak.
U.S. Highway 80, just west of Roberta, Georgia
I covererd 158.58 miles this month, on foot. I don’t run, I jog and walk.
The Dixie Overland Highway (80)
Thankful for my friends, family and God.
Jogging on Highway 80 today
This long journey has converted me. My outlook on life is a good one. God is Awesome and life is good. I found out,with reflection, that a lot of good was done today, all over the world. Problems, yeah we have problems, but we are working on them. That’s what we do. We will solve them. We have a history of doing that ya know.
The miles were good today. Wow, 19 days on my streak. I have covered seven miles a day for nineteen days. I’m using Charity Miles to record and measure. Cloudy today and not as warm as it has been.
Thanks to all of you for Inspiring me. Thank you God for life.
I have hiked up Mt.Vesuvius and I ran on Highway 101 in California, and a whole lot of places in between. Ya know what though? Nothing beats watching someone else do something they once thought was impossible. That’s awesome stuff. I wish more folks would blog about the lives they live. It’s the attitude!
Yeah, it’s warming up and it feels good. The time of the year is here for pop up thunderstorms. Hope you have an Epic Summer. New adventures await all of us. Our next adventure might be just around the corner in a park, in a wooded field somewhere, or taking a shortcut to a friends house.
It may just be, that adventure starts and ends with attitude.
Anyway, I hope you have an awesome summer. Maybe you could tell us about it in a blog. I would follow your blog.
Lots of folks have shared the memory of the day they took a loved one to a senior care facility, and drove away. Most, if not all of these folks cried as they spoke. My humble opinion is that time doesn’t heal this kind or hurt. I don’t know because I have not been a part of that.
What can a person say to someone that had to do that? I wouldn’t know what to say. I would just sit with a friend.
Realities can be tough. Life sure can be hard.
Mom drove me out a few miles on Highway 80 so I could head east, on foot, to her home.
Annie spoke to me as I jogged by and I stopped, went up and chatted with her in the coolness of her carport. She was shucking some corn. She told me to drop in anytime. I will do that.
Lots of traffic and lots of horns and waves. Awesome. Everyone moves over.
The weather is pretty hot and it can be serious, but I manage it very carefully.
This seven miles was for the Alzheimer’s Association.
#GETASFITASYOUCAN is a new hash tag for me.
For myself, I will stay as fit as possible, but I have family and friends and I miss seeing them, even if it’s only for a few minutes here and there, I miss them. Moderation may be a word I need to keep in mind.
Several friends have spoken to me about maybe smelling a few more roses.
Life is so Awesome. I thank God every day for mine.
I found myself riding through the Great Smoky Mountains on 441 a few years back. One of the passengers was excited at every turn. He pointed out mountains, valleys, trees and waterfalls. At the same time, sitting next to him was a young lady. She was engrossed in a novel and rarely lifted her head from the reading position.
We entered the town of Gatlinburg. Their roles completely reversed.
Their was peace in the car. Neither said anything about the other ones preferences.
When we stopped for breakfast we all sit, ate and talked. It was good.
Years later I ran, jogged and walked from Cherokee, North Carolina to Gatlinburg, Tennessee to raise awareness for the Alzheimer’s Association.