Making it a Life Change

[fangirljen]

Since I last wrote, four hours ago (how'd that happen?!), I didn't get to writing. Instead, I checked my new pedometer (there's a nice little story there, but I'll shorten it to this: it was listed as 4.99, though it rang up for 21.99. Target is cool with their policy and they gave it to me for 4.99! Woot!) and it said I had gone about 4000 steps since I started wearing it. I couldn't have that. I wanted 10,000, the number of steps medical people suggest is needed in a day. So I set out to get 10,000--which doesn't include the steps I made at work or the ones at Target. Most of the steps I made in my room by dancing and moving to a good dozen different songs that I listened on my new CD player (also a wonderful buy for 9.99!) What seems so amazing to me is how far 10,000 steps is: roughly 5 miles! Whoa! o.o I'm toying with the idea of taking part in the 3Day. I mean, if I was physically fit enough come November to do that? That would be fantastic!

Besides going 6,000 steps, I did something I've never done before: I chopped off a few inches of my hair. :D It dawned on me that I didn't necessarily need to go to a salon to get my hair cut (I know, really stupid..*L*). I'm being tighter with a buck in some ways. Or, maybe not exactly tighter, but I'm weighing expenses more. So now my hair is about three inches shorter. Still so thick and I wish I could get it thinned out a bit, but it feels lighter and is a good style for Spring. :D

When I was in my room working out, I found my copy of A Lifetime of Love: Poems on the Passages of Time, by Leonard Nimoy. :D I was shocked to see that not only was Nimoy an acclaimed actor, photographer, but he was a poet as well! And sappy love poetry is his choice. Perfect for the season! :D

So I'll now share with you his first poem.

A Lifetime of Love

I am an incurable romantic
I believe in hope, dreams and decency

I believe in love
Tenderness and kindness

I believe in mankind

I believe in goodness
Mercy and charity
I believe in a universal spirit
I believe in casting bread
Upon the waters

I am awed by the snow-capped mountains
By the vastness of the oceans

I am moved by a couple
Of any age--holding hands
As they walk through city streets

A living creature in pain
Makes me shudder with sorrow
A seagull's cry fills me
With a sense of mystery

A river or stream
Can move me to tears
A lake nestling in a valley
Can bring me peace