THE AMAZING LETTER T

“You may be disappointed if you fail, but you are doomed if you don’t try.”

 Beverly Sills, America’s Queen of Opera

 

“What do you want to be when you grow up?”

I bet when you were a kid someone asked you that question. If you grew up and accomplished your goal to do and be what you wanted, congratulations. If you didn’t, what are you waiting for?

Every clock and every calendar stopped when I was 18 years old. I was in the Marines and far from home. It seemed like I would be stuck there forever. Now I’m 64. My daughter is 40. And I don’t know what happened. After my 21st birthday and my discharge from the Marines the same clock and calendar that moved like a snail took off like a rocket.

Someone said, “Life is like a roll of toilet paper, the closer you get to the end the faster it goes.”

I heard about a man who came home from work and found the little boy from next door digging a hole in the front yard.

The man said, “What are you doing?”

The little boy explained that his goldfish died so he had to bury it.

“That looks like an awfully big hole to bury a goldfish,” the man said.

“Yes, I know,” the little boy said, “but my goldfish is inside your cat.”

Did you let the fear of failure bury your dreams?

Funny man George Burns remarked, “I’d rather be a failure at something I enjoy than a success at something I hate.”

Maybe it’s not too late to dust off your ambition and give it one more try. A friend of mine pointed out to me that the only difference between here and there is the letter T and the letter T stands for TRY.

Do you want to be sitting in your rocking chair saying, “I wished I had done this, that or whatever.”

My guess is no.

“You’re too old and too fat.”

That’s what most of the world said to George Foreman when he announced he was making a comeback ten years after losing the Heavyweight Boxing Championship. George heard what they were saying, but it didn’t seem to bother him. When they made fun of him he laughed along with them. And ten years later their laughter turned to cheers when George became the oldest man ever to win the title.

Maybe it’s time for you to make a comeback.

Dr. Norman Vincent Peale, author of the best-selling book The Power of Positive Thinking said,

“People become really quite remarkable when they start thinking that they can do things. When they believe in themselves they have the first secret of success.”

So live your dreams. Believe in yourself and whatever it is you want to do or be – remember the clock is running. The right time is now.

 

“All things are possible to him that believeth.”

Mark 9:23

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RUN FOR YOUR LIFE, GEORGE

“If someone is going down the wrong road, he doesn’t need motivation to speed him up.

What he needs is education to turn him around.”

 Jim Rohn, author

 At the age of 55, George Knox had a heart attack. This was no surprise. Most of the males in his family died of heart attacks in their 50s and 60s. While in his hospital bed, he happen to hear some doctors discussing his chances of survival. What he heard, he didn’t like. They gave him 4 maybe 5 more years at the most. Although he was born on Easter Sunday April 16, 1911, George decided he was going to be born again at age 55. This ceremony would take place on the road, at the dinner table, and inside his head.

George Knox started running. At first a few laps around his yard. Then he graduated to the streets near his home. He hadn’t come up with a good pair of running shoes yet so his first adventure on the road took place in house slippers.

A couple of policeman became curious about his motive.

“Who are you running from?”

“No one.”

“What are you running to?”

“Nothing.”

After a little more conversation, George managed to convince them he wasn’t nuts – he was just trying to show a couple of doctors they were wrong about their numbers.

George got himself a good pair of running shoes and very soon after that he was entering some races. Even a 26.2 mile marathon wasn’t enough to satisfy his new passion. He finished first in a 62 mile ultra marathon race.

George changed his habits at the kitchen table too. Fried and greasy foods were tossed out the window and replaced with fruits and vegetables.

The biggest change in the life of George Knox took place in his mind. His favorite quote was “As a man thinketh, so is he.”

And George made his living in the thinking business. He became the oldest practicing psychologist in the state of Ohio. He helped me get ready for a marathon race with the use of visualization and hypnosis.

Five years after his heart attack, George is still running strong.

Ten years after his heart attack, George is still running strong.

Fifteen years after his heart attack, George is still running strong.

Twenty years after his heart attack, George is still running strong.

Twenty-five years after his heart attack, George is still running strong.

Thirty years after his heart attack, George is still running strong.

Thirty-five years after his heart attack, George is still running strong.

Forty years after his heart attack, George is still running strong.

Forty-four years after his heart attack, George Knox dies at the age of 99.

WOW!

I’m sure it’s no coincidence, I live on George Street. The sign may not have the glitter of a Broadway marquee but it reminds me everyday it’s Showtime – and I write the script.

Thank you, George.

 

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WE’LL HAVE TO ARGUE ABOUT SOMETHING ELSE

“Fun is good.”

 Dr. Seuss

 

It was a hot day in June.

How hot was it?

I saw a dog chasing a cat and they were both walking.

Rim shot!

Yes, I know it’s an old corny joke but it sets the stage for what happened next. I was about to run in a 10k race. That’s 6.2 miles. There was a problem with the timing clock so the start of the race was delayed. No problem, so I thought. The runner beside me changed my mind.

“They should cancel this race, we’re all going to suffer heat stroke,” he said.

Trying to lighten his mood I said, “No problem, I’m solar-powered. The hotter it gets the faster I run.”

He was not amused and continued his forecast.

“They probably don’t have enough water out there for everyone.”

I tried again.

“I’ll bet some kind folks will turn on their sprinklers and we can run through them.”

He still wasn’t picking up the positive vibes I was putting out there.

“I bet they don’t have enough medics to handle the crowd.”

At this point I started praying for the starting gun to go off.

Why was this man here?

Aren’t we suppose to be having fun?

When we finally got started I took off as fast as I could. I didn’t want to catch whatever bug was causing his bad attitude. Thankfully, I never saw him again.

And then along comes Bart Yasso.

Now he’s the man I want to race beside. For inspiration and laughter read his book, My Life On The Run.

Bart started running on a dare from his older brother. That first mile saved his life. Bart traded an addiction to alcohol and drugs for a new life in running shoes. That was many years ago and now Bart Yasso is known as the “Mayor of Running.” He has competed in over a 1,000 races all over the world and that includes all seven continents.

This amazing man is fond of saying, “Never limit where running can take you because each race has the potential for adventure.”

Visit Bart Yasso at any race expo and he will be more than happy to answer your questions about nutrition, what to look for when buying running shoes and clothes, how to train and where to find a great race. But the best piece of advice I’ve ever heard him give was simply, “HAVE FUN!”

Bart and I will have to argue about something else because I agree with him 100% – if you’re going to invest your time, money, and energy running then the most important rule to follow is find a way to make it fun.

“Winning is a nice reward – don’t get me wrong – but glory isn’t the payoff.

This may sound cliché, but the reward is living the lifestyle and embracing the journey.

It’s not only about finishing, it’s about moving forward.”

Bart Yasso

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