Jumping On The Lard Bus

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This is just an ordinary blog about an ordinary person, someone who doesnt know what she wants to be when she grows up. Who changes her mind all the time. I am trying to find a balance in life. I am beginning once again on the road of life, this time armed with a 125cc Jinlun. A motorbike. Lets see where she takes me.

Friday, January 26, 2007

An elderly Chinese woman had two large pots, each hung on the ends of a pole, which she carried across her neck.One of the pots had a crack in it while the other pot was perfect and always delivered a full portion of water, at the end of the long walk from the stream to the house, the cracked pot arrived only half full.For a full two years this went on daily, with the woman bringing home only one and a half pots of water. Of course, the perfect pot was proud of its accomplishments. But the poor cracked pot was ashamed of its own imperfection, and miserable that it could only do half of what it had been made to do.After 2 years of what it perceived to be bitter failure, it spoke to the woman one day by the stream. "I am ashamed of myself, because this crack in my side causes water to leak out all the way back to your house."The old woman smiled, "Did you notice that there are flowers on your side of the path, but not on the other pot's side?" "That's because I have always known about your flaw, so I planted flower seeds on your side of the path, and every day while we walk back, you water them. For two years I have been able to pick these beautiful flowers to decorate the table. Without you being just the way you are, there would not be this beauty to grace the house."Each of us has our own unique flaw. But it's the cracks and flaws we each have that make our lives together so very interesting and rewarding. You've just got to take each person for what they are and look for the good in them.SO, to all of my crackpot friends, have a great day and remember to smell the flowers on your side of the path!


IN other news. i missed the body pump class due to a very slow bus driver. to the extent that i was imagining walking down and saying to him 'can i introduce you to some one? SECOND GEAR' so i went on the treadmill and did a fitness test. apprently i am level 0. hmmm. oh and my VO2 max is 58.7. i dont really understand this. then i did some weights on the machines.
then in the evning was hiphop for beginners. i dont have much coordination so i struggled a bit but i have got most of the moves, will do one more before i attempt a proper class. tonight is the half hour bodypump technique class and after that i have an hour of yoga. we move house this weekend so no excercise for me until sun when i go for a long run with Lauren. last sun we did 8miles. w00t. scales are doing scary fluctuation things. last night 13.10 this morning 14.3 that is half stone difference. gulp. weird

1 Comments:

Blogger Spark Driver said...

The story of the cracked pots reminds me of one of the drink bottles on my Fuelbelt. It had a crack and would always leak when I used it. So I threw it out. End of story.

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