OK. Yes. There is a ton of snow. In fact, it just won’t stop snowing. Shoes? What are those? I only wear boots. I can barely remember a time when I actually left my apartment and went to work on a Monday morning.
But, I kind of like this crazy weather! Why? People actually talk to one another. You’re forced to acknowledge someone who steps aside so you can navigate a tricky section of unplowed sidewalk. Running into someone you barely know outside is suddenly like running into a lifelong friend. Neighbors say hello as you trudge on by. There’s a guy on my street who snow blows his sidewalk and then keeps going past his property line.
Commiseration. Eye contact. Laughing at the ridiculous way you have to hop over waist high drifts. Smiling at strangers. Life is a little bit slower but a little bit friendlier.
OK, I guess this snow isn’t all that bad. But still, please please please stop snowing so we can try digging out for a change!
I woke up this morning, checked my OKC messages, and then took a look at who had viewed my profile during the night. TO MY HORROR one of my coworkers had taken a look at my profile. Not going to lie, I MAY be slightly traumatized.
Some dude just sent me a note on the online dating site I frequent. It read: “I want to cuddle the fuck out of you.”
I don’t even…
… I mean
I ran a 5K last weekend. The Miss Santa 5K, which I ran last year, and which was the first ‘real’ 5K I ran. I started running again in preparation for this year’s race a few weeks ago, but prior to that I hadn’t run since April. Oh, also I was pretty jet lagged, having just flown back from the West Coast the night before.
Let’s just say I didn’t have super high hopes.
Let’s also say that I BLASTED my way through this race! I ran the whole thing without stopping to walk once, and shaved nearly FOUR MINUTES off my last 5K time from April. Four minutes! Ridic! I finished with a time of 33:52 (exactly 5 minutes better than my 2011 time), a 10:50 pace and was in the middle of the pack of runners (compared to last year when I was one of the last people to finish). Not too shabby.
I’m pretty proud of myself right now. It’s been an asshat of a year but it’s events like this that make me realize how far I’ve come.
It’s surprising how much easier it is to go for a run when you’re not carrying 25-odd pounds of baggage on your body. Not saying that I … enjoyed … it. I’m just saying it wasn’t quite as horrific as I’d anticipated, given that the last time I went for a run was in APRIL. (That’s 7 months ago, people). I am signed up to run the Miss Santa 5K in December again, so hopefully my training won’t be that painful. In any case, what are some good running songs that I should use for my running playlist? I usually listen to Pandora, but I’d like to have an actual playlist that I can listen to that will help get me through the miles. Any suggestions?
… seeing that the creepy sketchball guy from high school just got married to a normal-looking girl. If someone like him can find love, does that mean I’m even weirder than I think???
Note to self: Stay. Away. From. Trader Joe’s. On the first day back to school for college kids.
It was a nightmare. I just wanted to dash in and dash out with a few items for my dinner last night, but I ended up getting sucked into the third circle of Hell (Gluttony), and I quickly descended into the fifth circle (Anger). Extreme anger. But by that time it was too late and I had already committed to standing in a line that snaked halfway around the perimeter of the store. It was late, raining, and there were way too many coeds in short shorts and flip flops braying about how they didn’t know anyone on their floor.
Whatever happened to college cafeterias?