Fun Equals Pain

Today I discovered a new twist on the idea that “fun” equals “pain”.

Today’s fun – a two mile walk with two spurts of running added in because I felt too good to run just once.

While this was a major accomplishment for me, the feelings of joy diminished greatly a few hours later when to my agony, my right foot unceremoniously cramped.

Due to the morning’s joyful running, I am now denied another joy – walking barefoot around my house.  While massage, and later ice, offered relief to my poor foot, only the wearing of shoes provides for limp free walking.

When I was young and much healthier than today, I would have bemoaned such an annoying injury.  Today I have learned to celebrate my “battle wound” with ice cream and a good ole’ sappy movie.

Saith Me… Hope

When natural forces wreak havoc, does it help to know you are part of a shared calamity?  Or does the magnitude of nature’s devastation isolate you in a feeling of despair?

Have hope, for if you are still alive to hope for a tomorrow, then today is still a blessed day.

 

 

* shared the clip later.

The Soviets Had Excellent Border Security

Is it socialist policies which make the US more like their enemies of yesteryear, or is it their growing fear of outsiders? The Soviets were really good at keeping people out, but they were also really good at keeping people within their borders.  While it is true the average person from the West did not often seek to cross the border, one still must admit the system worked.  The borders were secure to all but the crafty espionage types.

In days of yore,

“Give me your tired, your poor,

Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free,

The wretched refuse of your teeming shore.

Send these, the homeless, tempest-tost to me …”

 

Today, it seems, we only want educated, socially acceptable, foreign born individuals to visit our shores.  I wonder, though if at some level, we fear them as well?