Good morning and welcome to Summit Up, the world’s only daily column trying to figure out how to get more on the working-to-live tip and less on the living-to-work angle.
The hardest part about living in Summit Up Land, if you ask us (nobody does, but that never stops us from ranting), is all these people we live around, who seem to get so much done and have tons of fun, despite all of life’s travails, and stay in shape through it all.
Maybe it’s just us. Haven’t you wondered what it would be like to be that former stock broker who now just bumps chairs and spends all his time on the slopes? What about that used-to-be corporate lawyer who now devotes her time to volunteering with the outdoor program – and might as well since she spends 18 hours a day running around the woods?
Somehow or another, we seem to spend most of our time absorbing cathode rays through our eyes. In fact, as we write this, it’s 6:30 p.m. and we’re late for the barbecue some of our field agents invited us to.
Sure, we probably are still way more active than the bumpkin cousins in the Midwest. As a woman told us when we were on a trip to Toledo, Ohio, (we’ve been on a speaking tour addressing Teamsters about the benefits of communism when it is combined with a healthy dose of astrology – and we’ve only been run out of town three times!) “Exercise is fighting the crowds at Target.” Which gives us one idea for getting the blood moving: If we can’t make it for that rafting trip, we can go work out at Silverthorne’s newest big box.
But seriously (or as seriously as we can be), how do these people do it? Grampa Summit Up used to tell us, that as we got older, we’d either find ourselves with plenty of money and no time, or plenty of time and no money. But from the gear most of these folks are sporting when we see them trotting in front of our windows at the Corporate Suites, we can only conclude they somehow ended up with both.
Any of you who have this figured out are invited to share your secrets (we promise to not tell anyone outside of the newspaper readers and putting it on the Internet) at email@example.com, fax at (970) 668-0755 or just tell us to stop whining on the voicemail at (970) 668-3998, ext. 237.
We totally screwed up and forgot to get this Birthday Wish!! in yesterday. A one-day belated happy birthday goes out to Kathy P. Jones. Kathy turned 50 Friday and has spent the last three-fifths of that half-century here in Summit Up Land. Amazing. Stupendous.
We’re told that all presents can be delivered today on Forest Lane in Frisco. Lots of love from all your friends, Kathy, and your sister Suzie (the pretty one).
It’s Saturday, and today’s password is “beautiful bruise.” We’re out shaking the week off …
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