Spring has sprung!

Shirley & I were headed off for more shopping, going from Point A to Point B. All of a sudden we see this:



Of course, our interest is piqued and we realize what is going on. I managed to get out, "Should we..Do I...Is that...??"

Shirley replied, "Oh..yeah..park...hurry...over there."

I parked and we zip across 4 lines of traffic on foot, (on LOVR for those of you who are locals), and we are greeted with this site:

She is less than 20 minutes old, and can barely stand up!

If I've said it once, I've said it a thousand times. Never go anywhere without your camera. We hung out for about another 20 minutes - and left before the little one was even one hour old.


Spring has officially sprung.

All you Central Coast locals - Froom Ranch on LOVR has an entire field full of pregnant mares. Pay attention over the next few weeks. I have a feeling the population is going to double!

The hardest part about going to the gym...

...is GOING to the gym.

I’ve belonged to the gym on and off for years. I even go. Sometimes. At least I always have good intentions of going. At the beginning of the contract, I have big aspirations of going every single day and seeing results in hours. Then, it tapers off to just during the week, and hoping for the results in weeks. I even try to schedule it on my calendar. Unfortunately, I cancel the “going to the gym” way quicker than I ever would a doctors appointment or a meeting with colleagues.

I was in one of those ruts the end of last year. I feigned being too busy and not having enough time. Eventually, I stopped going. I would feel totally guilty when I drove past it. I asked my accountant if I could write off my monthly membership as a donation.

Then something happened. My 42nd birthday. I began thinking that we only get one life, and one body, and I should try to take better care of it.

I’ve been given second chances. I looked down the rabbit hole and beat breast cancer. I’ve had scares since then. I have come out on the other side and want to do something to insure I can be the best person that I can be.

I think I have figured it out. The hardest part about going to the gym is actually GOING to the gym. Getting dressed and getting in the car. Once I am there, it’s easy to do.

Perhaps I should list on my calendar: dress in workout clothes and get in car.

The rest will follow.