Today was the annual clean out my running shoes closet day. Total count 18 . . . after clean-out 10 . . . actually 4 are now lawn, mowing, work time shoes. 6 running, of the 6 running shoes, 2 I bought yesterday, one pair I may need to return they hit me funny on my ankle and dig in . . . the store has a pretty good exchange policy, but I have still be careful and just worn them for a few minutes around the house, I'll put them on again to just make sure my feet won't adjust to them.
Today turned out to be a two a day running. This morning at 7:45 went 5.5 miles with Billie and Caroline. This evening was the 1 hour and 45 minute ATP workout . . . gotta to love those 1200.
I talked with my husband this evening. This is his week to be in Martinez but will be picking him up at the airport tomorrow night.
Wednesday, September 16, 2009
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
Time to post something, anything . . .
Time for a change. I feel like I am the most emotionally strong than I have ever been before. I thought I was doing just fine before, but I am better than fine now. Instead of feeling guilting of setting a boundary and following it through. I feel a sense of being successful. I always thought I needed to take care of others and was responsible for their actions . . . and you know what I am not.
Wednesday, September 2, 2009
Class Reunion
A couple of weeks ago I attended my 30 year class reunion. 80 of the 240 classmates were there with 40 guests. Nearly everyone looked pretty much the same . . . a few people came up to me that until they spoke I had absolutley no clue who they were. My senior year of high school my life went from being focused and knowing who I was to I'm not sure. I lost a piece of who I was and don't know if I will ever find it again. My life is good and if losing a piece of who I was enabled me to have the life I have now . . . it may have been worth it. Funny there was one particular classmate I've been looking for at least a year, he was that little ray of sunshine that just makes things better. I could not locate him. Another friend showed and one of the first things he said was Dan wanted me to tell you hi . . . I immediatetly retrived his e-mail from Tim and with minutes of leaving the reunion I e-mailed him asking what he had been doing the last 30 years we have been catching up the last 30 years. Life is good.
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