Tuesday, June 21, 2011

Day 263: Time

Ever wonder where a second comes from? That one single measure of time that when added in groups of 60 creates minutes, which then in turn for hours, days, weeks, months. Every single moment can be captured in a tiny measure of time, never to return, never to be relived. It is such a beautiful thing. I love getting older, and that it takes all those tiny seconds and minutes to build experiences Someone said that time is what keeps everything from happening all at once.

OK, truth be known, I watched Benjamin Button the other day. I sort of hated the movie, but like that it instigates thoughts on aging. It was really sad that Cate blanchett's character couldn't come to terms with growing older. With something (like time and aging) that will move forward and will never stand still, the best thing to do is dance with it, embrace it and enjoy it.

JE told me tonight that he read a book on measuring time and that the Chinese measured time in a drop of water. One drop at a time over the course of a day. I'd have hated to be the slug who had to count that.

The light emitted from the sun reaches earth in about 8 minutes. This morning with a clear and beautiful sky, I swam with my chronometer flipping digital hundredths of seconds. I swam 1200 yards in about half an hour.

This evening, under the last vestiges of our summer solstice light, we ran 6.38 miles. It was a very strong run. There were coyotes about 10 feet from us on the other side of a fence, and they drew a crowd as we were finishing up our run. It was a strong run, filled with dreaming of our future, chatting about music and laughing together.

Dinner was a quick bowl of Ramen at Ajisen Ramen on Jamboree and Alton. So good! And we found bing! When we were in Taiwan, our favorite thing to eat was fresh fruit bing--a pile of shaved ice covered in fresh berries, melon, pineapple, then drizzled with sweetened condensed milk and brown rice syrup. Guppy House was selling huge bowls of the stuff! Sometime, when I'm not wet with sweat and freezing half to death, we may have to treat ourselves.

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