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Archive for March, 2012

Positive Outlooks – Negative Committee

I saw this “poster” and immediately thought of one of my favorite bloggers, RunsLikeAPeguin, after her post about the negative voices in her head (which I can sympathize with):

I think we could all use this advice sometimes. Good luck getting them to quiet down!


Saturday Morning Motivation – Errands

Today is all about errands and getting important things done! So I’m off!

What’s your day centered around?

How I Found Running

Last weekend, I finally realized why and how I became a runner. I haven’t done much running all winter, but as soon as a nice day rolled around, I was out there again! And I think I finally realized why I find running so appealing despite the fact that I’m not athletic!

Here are things I already knew:

  • I’m pale… like blindingly pale. I shed tears of joy the first time I saw SPF 90 for sale in the grocery store (I know, everyone tells me that anything over SPF 30 doesn’t do anything more than SPF 30, and that may be true for normal people, but SPF 90 totally rocks when you’re clinically pale!) I have  never had a tan in my entire life… but I’m pretty familiar with sunburns! I’m that person on the beach wrapped in sheet for protection. Yep, that’s me, nerd city, sitting next to my friends with ancestors from closer to the equator, and they are tanning and enjoying the sun. Meanwhile, I’m usually afraid I smell like bacon: roasting, sizzling, and scorching. My point? You will never see me just laying in the sun…

    Do you hear a choir of angels singing? I do!

  • I don’t like to garden. Dirt under my nails just makes me unhappy. Plus, I chronically kill house plants. Luckily, my wonderful boyfriend is a total green thumb and rescues plants from me. Example: one year a sweet co-worker bought me a little poinsettia… on my desk, all the leaves fell off. I brought it home, and now, years later, it’s a ginormous bush thanks to T.
  • I’m not really outdoorsy –
  • Or coordinated! (team sports have never been a shining activity for me)

But last summer, I really wanted to find a way to enjoy being outside… and somehow running/walking came to mind. I live near a lovely running path… and I own sneakers…

And that’s how I found running. And really, I think I enjoy running because it’s a chance for me to be outdoors and in the shade! And I can run past bugs instead of being swarmed/bothered by them.

The weather in New England was crazy (unseasonably) nice last week and I got to run outside again. You may have noticed, if you’re a regular reader, that I’m not a serious runner. I don’t focus much on becoming a better runner, I just go out for the fun of being outside. I don’t own a fancy watch, in fact I don’t run with a watch at all. I don’t do intervals or focus on training (but I slightly envy people who do), I’ll occasionally do fartleks though (which means “speed play” in Swedish, and always makes me giggle like a second grade boy)… which just means I’ll run faster over the bridges because it seems like a good idea and I run by the Charles River so there are lots of little bridges over squishy terrain. I have never thought much about serious races. I will never be a marathon runner, in fact, I have never even thought a half marathon was in my future.

But I went out on Sunday with hours left of sunlight to just do what I felt like. The first 2 miles were rough, so I walked 1/4 of a mile afterwards, and the running after that felt much better, more natural. And I just kept going… I came home and mapped my walk. The first map said it was 13.25 miles! I wasn’t sure if I believed it, so I mapped it again. The second time said 10.4. Now I don’t know which to believe, but I’m still proud of myself. I’d like to think I ran a half marathon purely to enjoy a Sunday afternoon, but to be on the safe side, I think I should stick with the 10.4. Either way, I’m super proud of myself. I may be slow, but it turns out that I’m willing to at least “go the distance!”

Sadly though, because the leaves haven’t filled in yet, my face was rocking a pretty sweet sunburn (within the first mile). But, I had just bought a bunch of new songs on iTunes to add to my running playlist! My running playlist is now up to 2 1/2 hours and I listened to the entire list! I’m pretty psyched about those new songs!

I can’t wait for summer running!

A lovely thought, but my path is MUCH more tree-laden.

Oppressive Theater

It has been a really rough week for me. I’m used to being busy and being stressed and all of that, but I had a bit of a mental break that I wasn’t expecting to need!

One of my classes this semester is primarily text-based and therefore means a lot of homework. We read about 4 plays per week which severely limits my reading for enjoyment. Typically, I find reading plays enjoyable though! However, I realized last night that we haven’t read a single comedy. In fact, most of it has been really dark. I’ve read a play where a mother kills her son as legitimately the “humane option,” I’ve read lots of plays where women kill themselves… or others…, plays about war, plays about how God doesn’t love us anymore, etc. Really chipper stuff.

Last night’s class was regarding Revolutionary Theatre. We read Dutchman and The Slave by LeRoi Jones/Amiri Baraka, which had to do with fighting racism in the 1960s… but like literally fighting racism, as in: let’s start a race war! And Information for Foreigners by Griselda Gambaro which was about Argentina’s “Dirty War” where literally thousands of people just went missing and disappeared off the face of the planet forever. And we read a theory book by Augusto Boal entitled Theatre of the Oppressed. See what I mean about chipper?

Last night, I stayed up until 2 am because I couldn’t stop myself from watching Being Elmo, a documentary (on Netflix instant streaming, in case you need the same pick me up) about Kevin Clash, the voice of Elmo.

I’m about a minute too old to have watched Elmo on Sesame Street; he wasn’t a character when Sesame Street was teaching me the alphabet and how to count to 10. But I still love me some Jim Henson… so I gave the documentary a try. It got me, hook, line, and sinker. I couldn’t stop watching. I really needed it! Kevin Clash is an adorably sweet man.

And I realized, a nice break from oppressive theater is a fuzzy, red monster!

And now I’m off to read about drug dealers and taking advantage of women’s bodies… woo!

But let me leave you with a more positive parting thought, one of my favorite sentiments from Jim Henson:

How important are the visual arts in our society? I feel strongly that the visual arts are of vast and incalculable importance. Of course I could be prejudiced. I am a visual art.
~ Kermit the Frog

Sunday Morning Snark – Friendship

To counterbalance yesterday’s motivation, here is today’s snarky picture. My weekend is still all about seeing friends and nothing has cancelled, but I sure do feel this way sometimes:

Have a great Sunday!

Saturday Morning Motivation – Friendship

This weekend is all about being social for me! (You know… besides the homework and rehearsals)

A Game of Cat and Mouse

I wish I had a picture for you or even a video, but alas, I don’t. However, I still want to share the ridiculous image of my night. My black cat was chasing a tiny mouse around the backyard. I was chasing the cat (chasing the mouse) around the backyard… in socks… with a flashlight so I could actually see the cat! Oh, and yelling “come back or you’ll get eaten by a coyote!” (There are posters along my running path warning that coyotes are in the area eating small house pets such as cats and little dogs – yes, I do live in a VERY close suburn to Boston… who knew coyotes were so metropolitan?). Plus while I’m running around in socks, waving a flashlight, chasing the cat, chasing the mouse, yelling about coyotes, I’m also waving his filled dinner bowl around trying to lure him to an already dead dinner.

Oh the ridiculous things I’ll do at night to get my cat back in the house.

Thank goodness it was dark or my neighbors would have had tickets to see the best clown show in town!

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