Daughter Robin called this morning from her home on the ranch in Montana. I learned from Rhoda that Robin's schooldays friend, Riza, had her father visiting and because of the elevation found breathing difficult and her dad had to leave. I can understand his problem. I live on the fourth floor in this condo and have trouble breathing here. We also have eight story condos in HLakes, but I certainly dasn't go in the elevators there and punch the "8" button without an oxygen mask--which I don't own. Unfortunately, I had another goal in my life-- to climb Mt. Everest, but I'm afraid that particular goal is unattainable at this time. However, behind our building there's a golf course with a little hill by a lake, built (I believe) by red ants, and I believe I can climb that hill without trepidation, fear, or sneakers. But I should bring a bottle of water and some sunscreen. Tally ho!
I finished watching the Olympic Trials and now have to wait until August 8th to see events in China, particularly track and field which I coached in high school. These Olympians are pushing themselves to the outer limits of human endurance. Like Tyson Gay who ran a world record 9.68 in the 100 meter dash. Those who do not follow this sport have no idea what kind of speed that is...it's other worldly. And these athletes have been working very hard on their events for at least four years and if they finish fourth in the trials, they don't go to Beijing. I always aspired to be an Olympian myself, but they don't have my specialty, shuffleboard. But perhaps someday, they'll allow my scooter in the Marathon. It's a 3-speeder.
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