I’ve been trying to run 10 miles a week. Since the first week of April, I have not succeeded.
This week, I was determined to succeed.
I upped my mileage. I ran 5 kilometers two days in a row.
Then I felt like I got hit by a truck. The next night I had my kiddo’s evening concert. The next day I could not breathe out of my nose and spent the day partially high on Nyquil. Bleh.
Today I sucked it up and ran 5k. I felt like crap and it was 80 degrees and my calves/shins/hips/shoulder hurt and my time was a good 4 minutes behind my average. But I did it. I am a stubborn butt.
And then I walked a mile after it to a. loosen up my tight calves and b. get my mileage to 10 (yeah, I’m that guy)
I will spend the next two days in PA celebrating my future sister-in-laws last few days of freedom before she leaves for boot camp in SC.
13.5 school days until summer.1
1. There will be several days that you daydream about stepping in front of a city bus. Don’t. It will not be beautiful. It will not be brave. It will be selfish. It will be broken. Your mother will cry.
2. Don’t write for him. Write for you. Write for others like you. Write so the girl that thinks about stepping in front of public transportation doesn’t. Don’t be selfish.
3. When you will yourself to sleep and it doesn’t come- get up. It doesn’t matter that it’s 3 am. There will be other 3 am’s. Take a shower. Take two. Wash him out of your hair. Write a poem. Read the same book you’ve read 202 times again. The 203rd time might tell you something different. Don’t stay in bed- you will think about the bus again.
4. Don’t kiss him because he’s broken. Don’t kiss him because his laughter never reaches his eyes. Don’t try and fix him. Fix yourself first. Be selfish. He can’t save you.
5. Date yourself. Take yourself out to eat. Don’t share your popcorn at the movies with anyone. Stroll around an art museum alone. Fall in love with canvases. Fall in love with yourself.
6. Dress up and wear red lipstick and get drunk with your friends. They’re the ones that will pick you up. Don’t kiss him. Or him. Don’t fall asleep on strange couches with strange boys. When his hand slides up your dress walk away. Hit him. Don’t kiss him. He can’t save you.
7. Get another tattoo. Get five more. Get another hole in your ear. Don’t listen to your dad. You will still be able to get a job. Did you really want to be employed by someone like your father? Haven’t you had enough of judgmental old white men anyway? Get fuck you tattooed in tiny letters on your hip.
8. When you feel the yearning for a new city- start over. Take 200 bucks and a three suitcases. Work anywhere that will have you. Meet strange people and forget your name. Call yourself Ruby. No one will know the difference. Remember to call your mother. Don’t be selfish. Come home when you find yourself in the strangers and the small one bedroom apartment.
9. Don’t whisper evil things into your own ear. Other people are going to shout them at you. Be your own hero. Keep a sword on your key ring.
10. Don’t step in front of a city bus. It will not be beautiful. Live. Stay up all night with a boy that promises you everything and means it. Live. See shitty local bands with a friend. Wear a different band’s t-shirt. No one will care. Live. Have a baby girl with tiny fingers and tiny toes someday. Pour love into her until it’s overflowing. Live. Wake up. Staying in bed all day is not poetic.
Do you hear that? It’s me. It’s your life. Wake up.”
Stay-at-home dads are on Dr Phil
And man, these men are pathetic.
This one guy says that he can tinker in the garage all day and watch TV as long as he makes dinner before his wife gets home. He says there is “not enough to do all day”.
Okay, so this guy that is on now cannot get himself together. He spent 36 years working and making more than his wife. Now he has no job and has to be a “Mr. Mom”. He can’t even manage to do laundry and keep the house clean AND get the kids ready for school. He would leave the laundry in the washer wet until it MOLDED. EW.
Here’s why this bothers me.
Let me tell you about my dad:
My dad was raised country. He was leaving school for half a day to start doing drywall finishing since the age of 14. He drinks cheap beer and has a lot of guns. He does not own a pair of sneakers, only boots, and wears camo hats and drives a pickup truck. He self-idenifies as “redneck”.
Both my parents work. He has always made a little bit more than my mother and he was able to do side work to make some extra cash. He did this up until he was almost fifty and he got injured on the job. He has gone through many medical treatments and surgeries and fighting with workman’s compensation lawyers.
My father has been a stay-at-home dad since 2007. Since my dad is pretty redneck, you would expect him to just stay in the garage and want my mom to take care of the house. But that’s not true at all. He cooks, cleans, does the laundry, vacuums, cleans windows, mows the lawn, and takes care of the garden. He just repainted the kitchen.
So if my redneck, country dad can be a stay-at-home dad successfully, then what is wrong with the rest of you?
PS. I wanted to jump through the TV and strange Phil because the one woman was saying that society judges women by how they keep their home (which is obviously true) and he started laughing. Dick.0
from personal experience
1. gah stop being so negative!! i’m injured, i can’t run while running is a huge part of my life so i have the constitutional right to be as negative as i want to.
2. running is bad for you, i told you so. nope sitting on your butt all day is…
Some of these also apply to being a sick runner.61
I really wished I hadn’t pigged out on everything in sight today.
Blegh. I now have a food baby0
Having a cold makes me an unhappy teacher and an unhappy runner.
I can barely do the first so I am taking a break from the second.
My chorus’s concert is tomorrow night. I’m kind of worried about it.
Hopefully it’s not terrible.0
Got the results for Terrapin and the Hare.
This included the later heat as well.
I was 193 out of 377. If you divide that by two, I am just barely in the second half of competitors. So not bad.
I ran it in 49:41. For the hills and the cold and the obstacles and it being my first mud run, I say that is pretty good.2
Run: Breeze By Skirt *Laser Cut