So I got to sleep in till 9:52am this morning. This is a rare occasion indeed. The kids were up until after 12 (not with any help from me) and we got to "spring forward" an hour. It just seems so amazing to me how much an hour can make a difference in life. Going way deep - that hour of course is a time that is etched into history that cannot be repeated and looking back, what does that hour say in comparison to your life? What is spent in Kaizen? Was it an hour that you wished you could have a do over? Did you laugh/cry/lament/enjoy/embrace that hour?
This may be just late morning ramblings but in some ways it really makes you think...
Off to get ready for my run!
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