Only those who will risk going too far can possibly find out how far one can go.

- T.S. Eliot -

time is very precious

Time is precious. Sometimes we look back and realise we didn’t have enough time (time with friends), at other times it feels like there is too much time (time away from friends). In reality time doesn’t change, the variable is the experience. Good experiences pass quickly, bad experiences pass slowly.

Today, I’ve not had enough time but I’ve had a great time.  After yesterday’s failure to drag myself out of bed in sufficient time to get some fresh air, I set an alarm (on a Sunday) and made a hefty commitment to get out of the house and go for a decent length run. It started pretty well, then at about 7 miles my hamstring started to complain, followed by my leg knee and concluding with my groin.  I sometimes wonder it we have little pain worms crawling around in our joints, little worms that wriggle around whilst running, riding or swimming.  The worms take their aches and pains with them, once they have feasted on joint or muscle they move  to another and have a nibble there. And so it was that I got to the end of my 10 miles and the worm stopped in my right knee and firmly remained there for the rest of the day.

Normally this wouldn’t be a problem, but today I was on a decorating schedule.  I promised Mrs A that the spare room would be renovated in time for a new carpet to be fitted later this week and consequently Jnr A could move into her new room in sufficient time for the next Abbott to arrive in the world.  Getting back to the point of this post and that of time, I could have done with more time to mare decorating progress. But, despite the lack of progress, I had a jolly got time with Mrs A and Jnr A helping out for an hour.  Trying to control a 3-year-old with a paint brush proved a little challenging but she enjoyed helping to paint her ‘big girl’ bedroom and I  got some company. If someone has a magic bean for stopping time please let me know, I’ll take a couple of them!