Are you resting?

I just read a really cool story about a 61-year-old farmer, named Cliff Young, who won the Australian ultramarathon in 1983.  (That's 573.7 miles!)  Before the race, everyone laughed at him because he wore goulashes-covered boots and overalls.  But after the race, he became a hero.  Not only did he win a race most people can't even complete, he crushed the opposition, strolling in almost 10 hours ahead of the 2nd place finisher.  Of course everyone wanted to know his secret.  And the simple answer was this...

Who do you allow around your Bends?

I swim 3x/week at a really nice indoor pool.  But despite how well maintained everything is, there is one thing that unsettles me.

In the locker room, the entrance to the showers is just five or six steps away from the entrance to the pool deck.  And there are always a couple of female life guards sitting watch just a few feet outside the door.  As I make the birthday-suit walk to the showers with my towel and shampoo, I am all-too aware of the door just steps away and the people just outside that door.

But what keeps them from seeing me and being scarred for life is... a bend.

You see, the door to the pool deck is a 90˚ turn from the hallway.  I am VERY thankful for that ninety-degree bend (as are those on the pool deck!).  But this physical bend got me thinking about the personal bends humans have inside.

Who do you allow around your Bends?

I swim 3x/week at a really nice indoor pool.  But despite how well maintained everything is, there is one thing that unsettles me.

In the locker room, the entrance to the showers is just five or six steps away from the entrance to the pool deck.  And there are always a couple of female life guards sitting watch just a few feet outside the door.  As I make the birthday-suit walk to the showers with my towel and shampoo, I am all-too aware of the door just steps away and the people just outside that door.

But what keeps them from seeing me and being scarred for life is... a bend.

You see, the door to the pool deck is a 90˚ turn from the hallway.  I am VERY thankful for that ninety-degree bend (as are those on the pool deck!).  But this physical bend got me thinking about the personal bends humans have inside.

So glad to have my boys home from four days at Grandma & Grandpa's.

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Here is my wife's amazing cake art

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Playing Life-sized Monopoly

This version was created by my 14-year-old for her over active almost-5-year-old who loves Monopoly but can't sit still. ;-)

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