June 5th, 2016

Speaker, Coach, Blogger

Sunday, 5 June 2016

“You are not your job, you're not how much money you have in the bank. You are not the car you drive. You're not the contents of your wallet. You are not your fucking khakis. You are all singing, all dancing crap of the world.”
Chuck Palahniuk

Yesterday, part of me and my childhood died: RIP Muhammad Ali. I'll spare you the detail, but it was one of the few things that have stayed with me in later life -- seeing Ali knock the living daylights out of someone, and then seeing the same done to him...and some more. I've no doubt he had early onset Parkinsons well before he retired.

I watched the BBC's crappy attempt to profile his life. Come on. Eddie Butler. Rugby? Possibly. Boxing. He knows jack ****. But it was memorable for the love that everyone showed, and when the programme finished I said "Good night Muhammad Ali" and shed a tear (I rarely cry but I felt as close to tears as one can get).

This morning, having written my morning pages, all I could think was my life is running faster than I can keep up with it, and, as morose as it sounds, any minute now could be the end...particularly with my medical history (a stroke is the most likely thing).

But, the 'fighter' in me, says to hell with all this (I was going to swear but I'll save my blushes and yours): life is what you make it one damn moment at a time, and I've no time to dwell on death but just to live (in the moment) fully. Yes, I know it sounds glib and a bit Woo Woo but it's true. Oh-so-true.

Today will be more sorting, packing and spending time with 'F'. I'll ride my bike to keep the heart moving a bit faster; do some further planning on the book and go for a couple of walks with the hounds.

Have a great day.
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