About five different times this week my mom asked me, "when are you going to update your blog again? It's so funny!" Which, I'm glad my mom thinks I'm funny, when I was younger I don't think she thought I was funny as much as a smart ass. Now that I don't live with her I'm "funny". Well, all this pressure to update has made me kind of anxious about being funny enough. I thought, maybe this time I'll just reveal some deep thoughts about being a mom. Truth being told though, I'm not really deep. Whenever I try to reveal some deep thoughts (usually in various journals I've started and stopped through the years), I hope I'm coming across as intellegectual, enlightened or thought provoking. Then I go back later and read something like, "it's amazing how blue the sky can really be sometimes. I mean, somedays it's just kind of blue, and other days it's strikingly blue, like saphires." I realize not only was I not intellectual, but it kind of seems like it could have been written by a hippie...high on pot. To be an intellectual writter I think it's best if you use big words followed by good adjectives. I find I spend too much time trying to think of fancy words to try to be intellectual so I think I'll stick to what I know. Which is being a smart ass.
In other news, I ran my first 5k yesterday. I feel great about it! Do I consider myself a runner now? Not at all, in fact, just this week when I was running with my friend, a couple blocks into it I turned to him and said, "I hate this!" Seems to me most runners I know, truely love it.
You can see here, my friend Stephanie who loves running, smiling and waving at the camera, she looks like she's thinking something like "I'm running and I'm super excited about it! Hello photographer!". I put my hand up to flip the photographer off, then decided that was inappropriate so I have the "I'm going to smile and put my hand up to wave but I'm thinking bad thoughts about you taking pictures while I'm just trying to breathe" (look closely for the slight grimace)
However, I do feel accomplished, for finishing something that was difficult, completing a goal I had set, and doing it regardless of how much I disliked it. Everyone keeps asking if I caught the "running bug", but the truth is I just want to feel healthy, and I don't like bugs.
That made me laugh so much I reread it out loud to Gary, complete with the voices I know you intended to go with it. I'm proud of you for that running that 5k, but even more proud of you for not flipping off the photographer. :)
ReplyDeleteSo, does running with such a perky friend encourage you? Seems like it might be kind of irritating. You know, like the person who jumps out of bed in the morning, smiles, turns on all the lights and starts talking - loudly. :-)
ReplyDeleteBeing witty is different that being a "smart ass". I prefer to think you are witty.Actually the higher the barometric pressure, the bluer the sky, low humidity is also a factor.I've always heard that, at a certain point, runners begin to experience the release of endorphins which is a high of sorts but I am definitely not speaking from experience. Keep writing! From Dad
ReplyDeleteTruth be told you are exactly like your dad. your smart mouth did not come from me. But,i have to admit it is much funnier now that you are an adult. And for the record my children are not allowed to flip off anyone at any time! You are a funny girl and we are proud off all your accomplishments.
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