Went walking earlier with this morning's questions:
how optimistic can or should a happy person be about the future? And how do we go about striking a salutary balance between present satisfaction and future expectation?Actually, first I took them walking, then ditched my panting canine co-philosophers and hopped on the bike. Then, into the pool. Philosophy walks, but sometimes in summer it also pedals, treads, paddles, and floats.
These are not questions to be settled in a single day, even by an amateur tri-athlete. But a few salient and semi-determinate thoughts surfaced before the circle closed this morning. I noted that, however optimistic I can or should be, in motion I am always moreso than this guy appears to be.
But maybe less, most days, than this guy: