I started this post a while back, before Christmas, when I was beginning to analyze the correlation to my heavier times and having the “winter blues”. I wanted to have a nice sit-down with myself and really talk about how and why my body isn’t changing and why I’m unable to do the things I used to or look the way I think I do. All of this occurred before these ladies started discussing things like being plus-size vs working hard at fitness. It’s ironic, in a very real ten-thousand-spoons sort of way, a touch serendipitous, and more than a bit refreshing to realize while I was here having a smack-down, drag-out...
I wish I had something to say. Profound. Light.
A sparkle of words to twinkle in the windows of our crowded condo community.
But I don’t.
Instead I have shadows and early sunsets and evenings of lists not completed.
I have children to attend to. A house to keep.
Clients to say good-bye to. Friends to see.
A body I don’t recognize. A passion for movement, inside and out.
The holiday lights come down when winter puts up it’s first fight.
The days are short, so long is...
The Birth Of A Great Idea- Mom Bloggers Run in SF in May 2010 28/Dec/2009
Twitter is known for being the place of ideas. And if it’s not then it should be. The Following is a run down of how I committed, and drug a fewothermombloggersin with me, to run a 5K in San Francisco in May.
Things I plan to do today
- Some work for Catapult’s end days.
- Bake some bread
- Organize the copious amounts of shit in our house for the impending move.
- Do some laundry
- Clean the bathrooms
- organize the office stuff before the start of the new year
Things I actually do in a day
- Play Mario Kart
- Take a nap
I impress with my skills.
We’ve had a rough go trying to kick a virus’s ass. The boy? Has been taken over by a large! motherfucking! virus! of doom!