Here's hoping no one finds out I'm blogging. I'm starting this in hopes that my brain will begin to function on an adult level again. I've always, always thought I'd be a good writer. But I've never written anything. Hey, you can't fail if you never try! And if no one ever finds out you tried, well, that works too!
My inspiration is Libby Ryder. Or should I say libby ryder. I think I'm a fan of the "no caps, no punctuation" theory. Set the grammatical bar low, you're sure to hit it! Honestly, it's her plight against cancer that inspires me the most, of course. But it's her ability to articulate her thoughts during it, capturing the hearts of thousands, including me, that inspires me to pick up this proverbial pen.
Daily turmoil is the stuff blogs are made of. Today I type with one eye closed. Literally. I think I have something in my eye, a fleck of dust, a bit of down (comforter), a piece of lint? idk, but I made an eye dr. apt, trying to tackle the problem head-on (instead of the aforementioned procrastination approach), which will guarantee the problem will heal itself around the time I pay the co-pay. That's just life. My life anyway. If I tackle a problem head-on it ends up being nothing (i.e. a car at the mechanic no longer makes a "funny noise.") If I procrastinate and take the wait-and-see approach, it will inevitably balloon to astronomical proportions (i.e. 4 year old's fever on friday turns into a weekend-long fever-fest ending in a round of antibiotics and lethargic sinus-infection-laden baby girl). I can never quite call it right the first time. It's 6 days later and she's laid up on the couch as we speak. poor thing, I'm so sorry.
The highlight of my day? squeezing in a rare treat of getting my hair cut, oh! and wax! In the interest of full disclosure. It's a splurge, but necessary. I get to feel like a girl for about an hour before I head off to the gym.
That brings me to my latest exploit: the gym. I, a self-declared "non-runner", am attempting my first 5-K. It's pathetic compared to real runners who run 5-K's before breakfast. But I'm 37 and running for the first time in my life. Btw this is my New Year's resolution from 2010. There is no actual evidence yet that I am physically capable of running this distance, much less competing for it. I am literally "training" for a 3.2 mile jog. This is not something I want to announce to the world. BUT I would like to raise money for Libby Ryder and her cancer expenses. as soon as I figure out how to post links, I will do so for her blog as well as a link to donate to Team Libby. I'm ten years older, and 1,000 miles away, but feel strangely connected to this woman. Creeping on someone's diary for 8 months will do that to you! So, hopefully I can achieve my two-part goal: 1) Run a 5-K without stopping or dying and 2) raise some money for my little friend in VA.
OK, let's see where this goes... It's time for girly time!
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