tempo

A good old friend and I haven’t seen each other for about two years soooo we played some Saturday golf with some other golf buddies recently.  It was sooooo good to see him again.  He is a real person with a good heart.  ANYWAY I wasn’t playing my best and he said I had to slow down and get my tempo; erv, you are tooooo excited.  His coaching seemed to help.  When I get excited I have a tendency to goooo fast and get out of tempo.  Such is life.

I’m no flash in the pan; I'm not even a flash!  I asked my picklelball mentor if he will help me this winter with position and finesse. Those qualities are coachable but ability is not.  ItchieBitchie says—erv, maximizing your ability is what you need to work on.  Saturday question—Do you know what your best abilities are; do you use them; do you maximize them? Charles Barkley says--You can talk about Xs and Os all you want but you gotta have the Jims and Joes! I talked to a parent of a high school senor.  He told me he probably will go to a local private college at $42,000 a year.  Scholarships are available of $2,000 to $15,000 depending on the ACT scores, GPA, and class rank.  They really don't care how many tackles or spikes you got at your 2A high school in rural IA.  They want the Janes and Petes that can perform academically.  Such is life.

Heavens to Betsy! ItchieBitchie says—You folks with more talent and more ability, more is expected of you.  Oh ya!  No question. You set the tempo for everything.  I read in the Book (i.e. it is in red)—From everyone who has been given much; much will be demanded; and from the one who has been entrusted with much, much more will be asked. Do you believe that?  I read this while eating my oatmeal with a half a banana on it--Life is a process of sowing seed by word and by deed, and the harvest is inevitable. Make sure that your judgment results in rewards instead of regrets. Soooo there you go. Does that make any sense to ya? 

We all seem to have different tempos that seems to work for us.  Some folks have slow tempo and some have average tempo and some have fast tempo.  A 68-year-old good friend a.k.a. Secretariat has world class speed (i.e. has run 6,000+ miles since 2010).  He makes most others look like they are in slow motion.  I play some pickle ball with a senor friend in AZ that has an abundance of energy.  She is a very good pickle ball player and tennis player (i.e. plays all over the Valley and country). I asked her recently if she has a nickname.  She said no.  I am going to call her E-B which is short for the Energizing Bunny. Other possible names were Grasshopper, Blur, Gung-Ho and Grease Lightning.  Secretariat and EB have world class tempo folks with a lot of zeal (i.e. also are multi-talented--are real folks with good hearts—have ability and availability).  I really enjoy being around both of these high energy folks (i.e. going like sixty) even though I can’t keep up with them.  They make me tired by just watching them!  Well, Humpty Dumpty!

It’s just a slower tempo! SusieQ says--Good health is defined by many as the slowest possible rate at which you can die--Well I'll be a money's uncle! The physical body is limited in both time and capability, but a person’s spirit shall live on forever (i.e. some folks believe that and some don’t). AverageJoe says—Most folks don’t sprint to death. ChurchLadyBetty says--Death is NOT the end, only the door to another beginning (i.e. if you are a believer).  Forever is where 100 years is a blink of an eye.  Joesixpack says--Heaven will be great…but I’m not in a great hurry just yet. I’m trying to slow the tempo down!!!!  Of course if you believe when you die it will be like a pig dyeing (i.e. has no spirit), you don’t need to think about heaven.  TomTerrific says--Decisions have consequences and you are in charge of your decisions?  Such is life.

Big babies! I went for a walk on our golf course last Saturday night.  There is a family farm corporation just to the west that feeds cattle.  They must of got some new calves in as they were bellowing for their mommies.  It's not easy to be weaned from mommy and mommy's sweet milk (i.e. that will change their tempo).  Sooooo I texted one the of principals--He told me that the calves are about 8 months old, weigh about 675 pounds and came from Montana. A few more months and they will be on your grill. Yummy! Such is life.

I was running the other morning and a 90-year-old friend was trimming his lawn.  I stopped and we talked (i.e. normal stuff—weather-nice fall day etc.).  Then he said to me—I get cold a lot easier than I use to and I’m not near as tough as I use to be!  Da!  His tempo has changed. Oh my aching back! I then continued my run and passed a walker (i.e. who is a super senior friend).  Her husband is struggling with Parkinson’s and she is his caregiver.  She was rather low a.k.a. discouraged.  I listened to her spill her heart.  She said her life and her husband’s life have really changed (i.e. their tempo will never be the same).  Such is life.

Tour de erv’smind! I was in a slow burning internal discouragement recently (i.e. sorta kinda somewhat of a quagmire).  It wasn’t bad but it was just eating at me a little on the inside.  It was going on for several days.  Just sorta kinda a grinder.  Then Arlene came up to me and hugged me and told me how much she loved me and thanked me for taking care of her and said--erv, I'm sorry I'm such a nuisance to you.  Crazy huh! Supernatural transcendent feelings and experiences seem to change a guy’s tempo folks.  LuckyEddie says—Those transcendent feelings and experiences can really change a person’s attitude real fast; they can come from the strangest places and from the strangest folks sometimes and at the strangest times.  Arlene always has had a knack for just that (i.e. has great feelings and senses). What Arlene did is very emblematic of who she is. That is why I love her sooooo much. Gee willikers!

A very old man lay dying in his bed. In death's doorway, he suddenly smelled the aroma of his favorite chocolate chip cookie wafting up the stairs. He gathered his remaining strength and lifted himself from the bed. Leaning against the wall, he slowly made his way out of the bedroom, and with even greater effort forced himself down the stairs, gripping the railing with both hands. With labored breath, he leaned against the door frame, gazing into the kitchen. Were it not for death's agony, he would have thought himself already in heaven. There, spread out on newspapers on the kitchen table were literally hundreds of his favorite chocolate chip cookies. Was it heaven? Or was it one final act of heroic love from his devoted wife, seeing to it that he left this world a happy man? Mustering one great final effort, he threw himself toward the table. The aged and withered hand, shaking, made its way to a cookie at the edge of the table, when he was suddenly smacked with a spatula by his wife. "Stay out of those," she said. "They're for the funeral." Jumping Jehoshaphat!

Well kiss my biscuits! I had the opportunity to be around a neat guy/friend the other day.  He is a busy, younger guy who has a lot of talent and uses it for good (i.e. my kind of guy). ANYWAY he called and wanted to play 9 holes (i.e. it was just a reason to get together and enjoy each other’s company).  And we did.  He mentioned a person (i.e. who we both know) that he thinks might have made some positive changes. Crazy, but I noticed the same thing in this person.  Why, we don’t know but he seems to be a nicer guy than he use to be (i.e. maybe we are just dreaming). He seems to have changed his tempo some! Sooooooo if both of us noticed this possible change in him, I wonder if others might toooo. Good for him.  We hope he has changed and maybe even changes more.  CadillacJack says—You can change from a goat to a hero real fast. But you can change from a hero to a goat just as fast!

WorldClassLarry says--Don’t let one life event define your life! If that one life event is a good event or a bad event, go forward (e.g. you scored a winning touchdown in high school or you had a disappointment). It appears that many folks get caught up in the one event of their life and stay right there (i.e. live it over and over and over).  Your life’s tempo is stagnated. LuckyEddie says—Suck it up cupcake, let’s get going, we’re burning daylight.

A neighboring town is doing some sewer work.  The company who is doing the work has a slogan on their tuck that makes me laugh.  A guy about 68 from our little town started a running program a couple of years ago.  I meet him some times and asked him how come he started running—doctor said I had high blood pressure, high cholesterol  and overweight.  He doesn’t appear to be very athletic but now he runs 6 miles every day and has lost 30+ pounds (i.e he looks great).  He changed his tempo.  Hey, he makes…happen!

Have a FUN day my friends unless you have other plans. (-:

erv

MyFriendJean says—There are two ways to wake up in the morning. “One is Good Morning God”--the other is “Good God it’s morning”

PS Thanks for being patient with me.  I think I have the problem worked out. Some of you don't know the problem I had as your mailing list didn't have a problem.  Gmail spammed my two large mailing lists sooooo  I had to break them down into smaller ones (i.e had to change my tempo). If any of you would rather not be on the mailing list, please just let me know.  Don't feel obligated in any way.  My feelings won't get hurt.  It's not about the money!!!!! And remember, you get what you pay for!!!! Such is life.