LBrain

I'm sure there is another thread out there about this...
Sugarbear reminded me of something today. My bucket list.
One of the things on that list is to hike the entire Appalachian Trail. A complete through hike. Living to work was always in the way of living life. Now that I have some time to think and contemplate life. I am going to put more effort into doing things I enjoy. I was so caught up in going to work to make that extra few dollars that I lost focus on living.
I thought of doing it piecemeal. But then it would not be the same. Few have ever done it - completed the full through hike. Mount Everest is out of the question. The AT is not.

Anyone have a similar thing they wanted to do but "life" got in the way?

Well, I'm off to the land of Yuengling for Easter. Enjoy your day.

Coffeecake

I have talked about grad school since I left college 20 years ago. I am starting in the fall. I never would have done it while I was drinking because drinking would have gotten in the way of studying. Very excited. It is something I am doing for me and just me.

sugarbear1

That is a 6 month hike (the Appalachian Trail)! We were talking about it yesterday during our first hike!!

Sounds doable, if you can financially arrange it!

Even yesterday's small hike was great for my soul! Get out and do it, brain!!!!

CAPTAINZING2000

Life is far too short. The older you get the sooner you will come to be aware of it.
While I've not written anything down, I've done a lot of things I've wanted to do. Still a few more I'd like to do yet.

Don't ever lose the importance of making the most out of each day though


The Station
by Robert J. Hastings

Tucked away in our subconscious minds is an idyllic vision. We see ourselves on a long, long trip that almost spans the continent. We're traveling by passenger train, and out the windows we drink in the passing scene of cars on nearby highways, of children waving at a crossing, of cattle grazing on a distant hillside, of smoke pouring from a power plant, of row upon row of corn and wheat, of flatlands and valleys, of mountains and rolling hills, of biting winter and blazing summer and cavorting spring and docile fall.
But uppermost in our minds is the final destination. On a certain day at a certain hour we will pull into the station. There will be bands playing, and flags waving. And once we get there so many wonderful dreams will come true. So many wishes will be fulfilled and so many pieces of our lives finally will be neatly fitted together like a completed jigsaw puzzle. How restlessly we pace the aisles, damning the minutes for loitering ... waiting, waiting, waiting, for the station.
However, sooner or later we must realize there is no one station, no one place to arrive at once and for all. The true joy of life is the trip. The station is only a dream. It constantly outdistances us.
"When we reach the station, that will be it !" we cry. Translated it means, "When I'm 18, that will be it ! When I buy a new 450 SL Mercedes Benz, that will be it ! When I put the last kid through college, that will be it ! When I have paid off the mortgage, that will be it ! When I win a promotion, that will be it ! When I reach the age of retirement, that will be it ! I shall live happily ever after !"
Unfortunately, once we get it, then it disappears. The station somehow hides itself at the end of an endless track.
"Relish the moment" is a good motto, especially when coupled with Psalm 118 "This is the day which the Lord hath made; we will rejoice and be glad in it." It isn't the burdens of today that drive men mad. Rather, it is regret over yesterday or fear of tomorrow. Regret and fear are twin thieves who would rob us of today.
So, stop pacing the aisles and counting the miles. Instead, climb more mountains, eat more ice cream, go barefoot oftener, swim more rivers, watch more sunsets, laugh more and cry less. Life must be lived as we go along. The station will come soon enough.

Tiptree

I grew up in a alcoholic home where my father's fear of losing his job kept us all in a state of high anxiety. Every decision I've made concerning my life focused on the practical, getting an education at a college I could afford, then a job where I could support myself financially so I never had to rely on someone else. Well I did that, and it's had its ups and downs, and I drank and fretted, and worried throughout most of it. But I am grateful, maybe that fear made me succeed, but at a cost no doubt. I retire May 1st at a relatively young age and I plan to do every unpractical thing I've ever wanted to do, or was too lazy to do, and I get to do it sober! Always wanted to learn classical guitar, fly fishing, massage, matting and framing for my photography, run a 5K (small steps). Primarily though, I want to deepen the relationships that I've took for granted during my drinking life. Yeah, it's a sweet old world waiting. Hiking the AT would be a hoot too! I really hope you do it!