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Today I finished reading “The Runner And The Path“, by Dean Ottati (2002).  This is another of the $2 books I’ve picked up at Half-Price Books on the outside rack.  I bought it on the strength of 1) it’s about running; 2) the author/runner lives locally (in Walnut Creek); and, 3) from the inside the cover notes the book came across as quasi-philosophical.  The book is all three and more. 
 

The author is an account manager (an “executive”) in a technology company.  Feeling a bit out of shape, he takes up running as a hobby and discovers that over time, it shows him an entirely new side of himself which he never made time to observe before.  The author learns (between running and talking with his running friends) to listen to his own heart.  Not the the physical heart beating away in his chest, but the heart beating away in his soul.
 

The book is a mild indictment of corporate America, because the author ultimately decides (after his review,) that he doesn’t always want to be fighting on the corporate ladder and that there is more to life than “just” more – more money, more authority, more stuff.  The author does admit he has been lucky and he’s fortunate enough to be in a position to back off of the rat race so his conclusions “ring” true, however, there doesn’t seem to be a lot of hope for the non-executives (regular workers) or those who can’t step off the ladder.
 

Other than those minor comments, I found the book to be very enjoyable – like talking with a new acquaintance whom you discover you have a lot in common with.  The authors writing style, even when he lapses into philosophy, is conversational and therefore a quick read.  And he does have a way with words, which means you’ll be seeing quotes from this book from time to time.
 

All in all, I recommend the book for those who have never really looked up from their “path” to see where it is actually taking them.
 

Finally, I must admit I kept waiting for a reference to Frost’s “The Road Not Taken“, but it never came.  An opportunity missed by the author…
 

 

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Today I felt like listening to some songs and posting a few more lyrics:

Sunshine On My Shoulders – This is a song from my teens / early adulthood.  When I first heard it, I thought it was one of the sappiest songs I’d ever heard.  As I’ve grown older and seen a few sunrises and sunsets, it’s come to mean more and more to me.  Now, whenever I hear it, I think of pristine lakes and evergreen forests and glorious sunrises. 
 

You’re Gonna Miss This – Every dad can relate to this song.  It’s as simple as that.  The funny (ironic) thing is that at every point in the song – it’s true – so in the end, every minute needs to be cherished because they will all be missed.
 

Nobody Knows It But Me – This is another in a long line of “lonely” songs which I always favor.  Love is always bitter-sweet when lost.  This version, performed by The Tony Rich Project is my favorite of the many covers because at the end he goes to find her (his lost love).  Some of the other versions don’t do this verse.
 

My Wish – This is one of two Rascal Flatts songs I can listen to a million times.  I haven’t (nearly), but I could.  It’s another of those songs you’d always want your kids to live up to or keep in their heart.
 

Bless The Broken Road – Like Robert Frost’s poem (The Road Not Taken), you never know what road will lead you to where you need to be.  Hopefully, it actually does lead you to someone to love…
 

Enjoy the words, go listen to the music online somewhere and then, if they touch you as they’ve touched me, don’t forget to buy them!!

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Today’s additions are two more song lyrics from musicals from my childhood and another poem by Robert Frost.
The first, Camelot, I think of fondly from a thoroughly biased view of history.
In the early 60’s, America in general, and Washington, D.C in particular seemed to me to be a magical place where even a Catholic could grow up to be President.  The majesty of the era has faded with the tragedy of assassination, the reality of adultery and the cynicism of politics before civil rights – but, for “a brief shining moment…”
The second, “The Impossible Dream“, is from the play (and movie): “The Man From LaMancha” which is based on the story of “Don Quixote” by Miguel de Cervantes.
I must admit to have fancied that I’ve lived my life learning the hard way most of the time and to have constantly sought to tilt against windmills.
The funny thing is…  I’m not entirely sure that many people would say either of those things about me.  Some would describe me as “travelled”, but not I think  as “Quixotic”.
In any case, Frost’s poem is (of course): “The Road Not Taken“.
Perhaps, for me, the windmills have been more personal and/or perceived than real.
Still, less travelled.  …And that has made all the difference.
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