Filed under: 5Ks, Family, Not at all what I expected, Running/Racing | Tags: 5K, Running, Self-Esteem
Filed under: Not at all what I expected, Running/Racing | Tags: Indianapolis Mini Marathon, Running
I never came back and told y’all how I did in that little (ha, ha, hahaha) race I ran last year, did I?
Well, I finished.* Seriously, that’s the best spin I can put on it. And really, the extent of what I have to say about it. Oh, wait. I did do a sorta summary of it for my little sister (the REAL runner of the family) (she’s like YOUNG and shit, though, so it’s totally unfair) when I got home. Here — I shall share: Continue reading
Filed under: Not at all what I expected | Tags: Anxiety, Disillusionment, Self-Indulgent
Unrelenting stress is not unlike writer’s block.
Has the same damn result, anyway.
Filed under: For Fun, Meme, Not at all what I expected | Tags: Name-dropping meme
I’ve been thinking a lot lately. About myself, strangely. Small Town, Small Times started it by tagging me with this meme, which I swear I’ve been mentally composing for more than a week. (Seriously. Check the permalink date.) Today, Bejewell got all introspecty, too, (sans tags, but damned if I didn’t feel pressured anyway) making me wonder if the universe is trying to tell me something. Or ask me something. Like “Who the hell ARE you?” (The universe, she’s not exactly delicate.)
According to the meme, I’m supposed to tag seven people, and then share seven personality traits. Of mine, I mean. Not the seven people. Which is too bad, because I would be great at telling you about the people I’m going to tag. Not so much with the telling about myself. So I’m twisting up the meme a bit. 1) I’m saving the tagging for last; and B) because it’s a more natural way for me to think about it, I’m not going to tell you who I think I am (no clue, for starters), I’m going to tell you who I know I’m NOT. Like the sculptor who carves the statue of the horse by chipping away everything that isn’t horse.* Continue reading