Back when I was in college, we had to set goals. Except for one, mine were all, in some way, related to cars. The one that wasn't, was about increasing the strength of my heart, and lowering my heart rate into the 40 bpm range. My teacher wrote a comment on that project that said something like this:
"That's impossible. You will die if you heart rate drops that low."
"Explain that to Olympic swimmers", I thought to myself.
That's when I realized that teachers do not know everything. They're not stupid, but they're human, and therefore say stupid things sometimes.
One goal I had set for myself was that I would own my dream car before I turned 30. Luckily, my dream car was not overly expensive. However, it was incredibly rare, and very difficult to find, especially in Canada. I'm quite happy that I was lucky enough to find a DeLorean for sale in British Columbia.
Last night, at 12:01 a.m. I silently celebrated turning 30 by creeping downstairs into the garage, and getting into my DeLorean. I sat in the 24-year old leather for an hour, just holding the steering wheel, and shifting the gears.
When I woke up this morning, I felt kind of sad. Part of that sadness was for one of my best friends, who is holding a funeral service today for her dad.
As you can see, today's blog doesn't offer much. So, how about a survey?
...or doors closed?
Just click the link here and the poll will open in a new window. It's very short, and will probably take you less than 10 seconds to complete, since it's just one question. If I remember, I will post the results on Friday. If I don't remember, I'll post them sometime next week.
Oh, and incidentally, my heart rate is 56 bpm.