Last night, it was a “Resolution Run”. On the bright side? It was only 5k. The Turkey Trot was 5 miles. The down side? It was 25 degrees, dark and windy. But i finished. And that was the point…. Will be doing 5k’s throughout the year to track my progress – and force me to stay with the training.
During the past 12 months, i’ve sneakily gained back 20+ pounds, after having lost over 60 a few years ago. Oh, no i didn’t….. Oh, yes i did…. It’s coming off. Not a new year resolution. Resolve. i’m out of “fat clothes”. i hate shopping. Done.
But one must work into this gently. After the run, had friends over for billiards and booze – and discovered a new liquid taste treat: Chocolate Peppermint-tinis – white chocolate liqueur, peppermint schnapps and a good portion of vanilla vodka. Ouch. Goes down like candy… Did i say “ouch”? Chick drinks are the fucking antichrist.
Last year? i danced myself silly at a house party. All of the sweat, just as many muscle aches – but no headache since i generally don’t drink much when i’m dancing. Will need to keep “dancing” on my cross training plan. It works.
It was also a year ago when i launched “Trailer Park Refugee”. i’m not done telling the stories that i need to hoark up – not by a long shot. With my pesky Sesame Street attention span, i’ve wandered off a bit….
When i wrote posts about the family, it smoked me emotionally – the one about my eternally bitter mother took a full week to shake off. To maintain the writing habit, i started posting random neural firings, theater happenings, conversations with my kids, observations about my geek workforce….
Then, you all showed up, started reading this crap, commenting and providing resonance and an odd sort of validation. That was a bonus. Unexpected and delightful… Thank you. To those who comment, and those who lurk…
Now, back to my regularly scheduled…. nap….