The last .2 miles

When I ran my first 10k a friend told me the last .2 miles is the hardest.  You see the 6-mile mark and know you’re almost there. You expect the finish line to be around every corner but each turn reveals a little further to go. This writing project has paralleled that 10k in many ways. Yesterday in that last .2 miles I stumbled and almost didn’t finish.  I’m glad I pushed through.

Now, like running, it’s time to get back to training.

Follow through

28 of 30 blogs complete and I find myself at 1 am writing number 29.  It would have been easier to just go to sleep and be satisfied with close but I set a goal and intend to complete it. 

It takes a long time to be young

That's the goal, be that awesome at 91.

A fight for equality

Tonight Ronda Rousey fights Liz Carmouche in the first ever women’s UFC fight.  In some sports the women’s league is a topic for jokes and ridicule (the WNBA comes to mind).  In MMA this has somewhat been the case with many fans resistant to women fighting.  Comments are posted on MMA websites telling women fighters to get back in the kitchen and cook for the “real” fighters, the men.  This fight is the biggest in women’s MMA to date could change that perception.  Tomorrow we may know if equality was won but tonight they’re literally fighting for it.

You don’t know what you got until you try to put it in a box

As I prepare for the move into the new place I’ve started boxing things up.  Before I started packing I looked around my small studio apartment and thought, “this will take a few hours and a couple boxes”.  Then one box was full and it didn’t look any different.  Then 5 boxes and still there was stuff to be packed. The more I put in boxes the more I found.  This is also after multiple closet clean outs in the last few months and the occupying trips to Goodwill.  Books alone have filled multiple boxes (heavy boxes).  You look at a book shelve and think, “that will all fit in a box”, wrong.  You really don’t know what you got until you try to put it in a box.

"Oh Al"

I’ve recently been introduced to watching the Today Show in the morning and I’ve found a new hero, Al Roker.  He seems to genuinely be comfortable with who he is.  He says what is on his mind, tells you exactly how he is feeling, and makes jokes about what HE thinks is funny…then he laughs at his own jokes.  “Oh AL” is the phrase we use every time he has one of these genuine moments.  We say “Oh Al” a lot.   When I saw him on Dateline openly telling the story of farting in the White House and accidentally shitting his pants, I was sold.  This guy “is who he is” and he doesn’t care what anyone else thinks.  Maybe it’s time for us start asking ourselves “WWARD”, What Would Al Roker Do?

Finding time

When I set this goal of writing 30 blogs in 30 days I had just finished a job and didn’t have another one lined up.  This was going to be easy, without a job to get in the way, writing everyday would be simple.  Then a week later I went back to work and my attitude completely changed to, “how am I ever going to find the time to write?”  What I've found is that it isn’t as hard as you think to find time to do things you want to do. Replace one mindless, time wasting, activity that you use to pass the day with something you really enjoy.  You will be amazed at what you can get accomplished.