Ticking Time Bomb

We human beings are always in a race. We have the arms race, a race for the cure, a race to space, a race to the bottom, a race to the top, a race against time, a race, a race, a race. We are always racing. It’s like some innate desire to compete for anything, at any time, against anything.

What would happen if we didn’t race? Would we rust like idle equipment? Would our blood stop flowing? Our brains stop thinking. No, our brains can’t stop. In fact, some can’t sleep because their brains won’t turn off, and our nervous system keeps the blood flowing, which keeps us from rusting. So, we don’t have to race, but we do race. We race from one thing to another. We race up and we race down. Whew, it’s exhausting just thinking about all the racing we do.

At my time of life, my biggest race is against the clock. It’s like a ticking time bomb. Tick, tick, tick, tick. Forever present and never silent. Tick, tick, tick, tick. And with each year, it grows louder. TICK, TICK, TICK, TICK.  I choose to drown it out with activity. I move to another country to work. I volunteer. I motorcycle. I bicycle. I take piano lessons. Hi ho, hi ho…. My activities drown out the ticking.

Friends try to remind me of the time bomg whenever they send an email about someone else who has passed on… a nice colloquialism to say that their clock stopped. But, I ignore them. I protect my clock. I keep it safe in a nice, sturdy, wooden box hidden locked away deep in a secret place that no one knows.

I believe that as long as I keep active, the hiding place of my clock is safe.

Here is the “storyteller” version 

I Accidentally Climbed A Mountain – Wadi Bih

It was going to be a dune walk, but Bob said it was too windy. Then he decided we would go Wadi walking. By the time we got to the Wadi, he couldn’t find the trail. So I accidentally climbed a mountain.  Now you may be wondering how one can accidentally climb a mountain, but that’s exactly what happened.

It started out as a search. Bob, Bev, and Jeri were sure they had seen an easy trail that meandered gently across the mountain to a plateau with incredible vistas. We couldn’t see the trail from the ground, so we decided we needed to go up a bit until we found it. So we all began to climb while searching for the trail.

At some point, we recognized we couldn’t find the easy trail, and so far the climb hadn’t been too bad, so we decided to continue. You may recall that I bailed out of my last mountain climbing excursion because it was steep with loose rocks and for very serious athletes (which I am not).

So far this climb was easier and that is how I got suckered in. The lower portion had a gradual incline, with good solid rocks for hand and footholds. There was the occasional area where I had to pull myself up, and at one point, my husband Clay had to give me a push, but all in all, it was challenging but not too difficult. As we got higher, one of our friends made the mistake of looking down and started experiencing vertigo. She and her husband decided to go back. That was an opportunity for us to bail out, but I didn’t. I was enjoying the climb and had mentally committed, and right after they left, the incline began to get steeper and the ledges got smaller.

But, I continued on up the mountain stopping to rest a few times, but I made it up and I made it down.

It was a great day to accidentally climb a mountain.

Stay tuned.