No getting around it, the weather was crappy this weekend. A real motivation sapper. I did get out for a few walks at least, yucked it up with friends a bit, hung around the house and read a lot.

But the bikes, the skis, the kayak, the hiking boots all sat idle. Not my usual M.O. Probably not yours either I'll bet.

As a little pick-me-up to get me through the cold, wet, gray weekend I thumbed through my precious copy of Readings from the Hurricane Island Outward Bound School for a few inspirational words...

"Youth is not a time of life; it is a state of mind; it is not a matter of rosy cheeks, red lips and supple knees; it is a matter of the will, a quality of the imagination, a vigour of the emotions; it is the freshness of the deep springs of life. Youth means predominance of courage over timidity, of adventure over the love of ease. This often exists in a man of sixty more than a boy of twenty. Nobody grows old merely by a number of years. We grow old by deserting our ideals. Years may wrinkle the skin, but to give up enthusiasm wrinkles the soul. Worry, doubt, self-distrust, fear and despair--these bow the heart and turn the spirit back to dust. You are as young as your faith, as old as your doubt; as young as your self-confidence, as old as your fear; as young as your hopes, as old as your despair."
-- B. Ullman