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TIME IN

Did I mention that I like to time shit; that I am a timer guy?

Yes. A bona-fide stop-watch freak.

I think it started a very long time ago; maybe with running. I had to know my times. So I got me a Casio four function digital and away I went.

Soon, I found that I could use the timer to know where I was in my management training work. I got expert at running the schedule the same way each time; a rarity among trainers, believe it or not.

Then I found other stuff. I started to run the fixed time timer for my meditation. It isn't a Tibetan gong or anything but the chirp I get is the 'come on out' signal. Also, if I have gone 'to somnolence' it snaps me out of that semi-sleep state. Not good to go there but the purpose of meditation is that there is no purpose, so?

I use the timer for the morning bike rides now. No more running.

I use it for cooking.

I run it when Franklin and I take our walk so I know that we are getting in his (and my) hour.

In the spa, I know when enough is enough.

I like to time stuff that happens too. How long it takes John to come home after he calls to say he is getting in the car at wherever.

It is a lot of timer watching.

An indispensable tool.

Not too compulsive, you think?