In the morning when the moon is still moving its way to the other side of the World, I am preparing for my morning run or to run stairs. This time of the day is one of my most favorite. Everything is quiet, people that are awake are still quiet. The streets are bare most of the time. The sprinklers are just coming on to water the grass or in most times it seems the streets. Maybe they are cleaning the streets from the day before's mess. Whatever it is, it is serene.
I am not a gym person. I have to be outside, especiallly when it is the hottest part of the year. The feeling of sweating before you begin makes a smile come across my lips. I am all alone. Wait, not all alone. Sometimes there are men wading in the water as I run the waterline. I love seeing the waders. We all just smile or nod. I feel it is a mutual awareness of the calmness of the day and the beauty that has awoken us.
When I was younger I begain to run. I ran five miles daily and often times I would add a few more in the evenings. For whatever reason running clears my mind. I truly do not remember anything worth commenting on that I think of the entire time. I am aware of my surroundings and aware that my earbuds are WAY TOO LOUD for that time of the morning, but that is the noise that keeps me going and going and going.
I have hurt myself along the way, my achilles' tendon has been torn twice. The worst part of that was that I couldn't run for a period of time. Hell I could barely walk. And the urge to run was the strongest-of course because I could not.
It doesn't matter if you crawl, walk, jog, run........just try. I can promise that the time you are outside you will renew the person you were before life took over!
Friday, May 17, 2013
Thursday, May 16, 2013
Really? That is not interesting!
Okay, so I have decided to become a 'blogger'. Why you may ask? By blogging once a day. I don't know how to do anything more in this realm. And I could quite possibly bother the holy crap out of anyone who stumbles upon my ramblings.
What is the real point of this blogging business? To read one person's ideas on what is correct? What is not? What is the best way to raise your children? How to save the most money doing this or that?
I will be honest, I love to write and spit out my own ideas and thoughts just to get a response. So, there you have it-the reason I am 'blogging'. Please understand I will not enter the realm of vlogging or anything further because I am so far from that advanced state of interworld connection!
I am intrigued in reading about people's experiences in life. Trips they have taken, because maybe I want to pack up my family and go too. Concerts they have seen, because I am an absolute music nerd. Music is everything to me. I have theme songs for everyone I know and almost every poignant event in my life. Or it could be some revelation they made while standing in line waiting to get their lunch that has to be shoved down their throats in 10 minutes or less.
Nowadays real newspapers-you know the ones printed with blank ink that will rub off on your hand if you are lucky enough to get it directly off the press with the heat of the press still emitting-are going to the internet. I truly dislike this practice. There is nothing better than sitting and reading a newspaper from front to back in a tangible way. Of course, I can read articles online and a lot of times I do, but I have to have the feeling of a real newspaper for my day to be complete.
Does no one else feel this way? I mean people are out for all kinds of causes these days. What about the cause of the Lost Newspaper?
I handwrite letters, as well. Don't gasp. An email thanking someone for something is trash. It has no meaning or thought. But sitting down and writing something out in your handwriting (you can't read mine, but I still do it) shows signs of respect and thoughtfulness for the person.
Maybe it isn't that interesting.....
What is the real point of this blogging business? To read one person's ideas on what is correct? What is not? What is the best way to raise your children? How to save the most money doing this or that?
I will be honest, I love to write and spit out my own ideas and thoughts just to get a response. So, there you have it-the reason I am 'blogging'. Please understand I will not enter the realm of vlogging or anything further because I am so far from that advanced state of interworld connection!
I am intrigued in reading about people's experiences in life. Trips they have taken, because maybe I want to pack up my family and go too. Concerts they have seen, because I am an absolute music nerd. Music is everything to me. I have theme songs for everyone I know and almost every poignant event in my life. Or it could be some revelation they made while standing in line waiting to get their lunch that has to be shoved down their throats in 10 minutes or less.
Nowadays real newspapers-you know the ones printed with blank ink that will rub off on your hand if you are lucky enough to get it directly off the press with the heat of the press still emitting-are going to the internet. I truly dislike this practice. There is nothing better than sitting and reading a newspaper from front to back in a tangible way. Of course, I can read articles online and a lot of times I do, but I have to have the feeling of a real newspaper for my day to be complete.
Does no one else feel this way? I mean people are out for all kinds of causes these days. What about the cause of the Lost Newspaper?
I handwrite letters, as well. Don't gasp. An email thanking someone for something is trash. It has no meaning or thought. But sitting down and writing something out in your handwriting (you can't read mine, but I still do it) shows signs of respect and thoughtfulness for the person.
Maybe it isn't that interesting.....
Wednesday, May 15, 2013
Self Loating, Is it as realistic as those who portray perfectionism? Let's ponder!
I have fallen into the 30-something category quicker than I expected (even though I lived my life with fake IDs until I was 21). I mean you would think that I was pushing myself towards this!
I have two daughters and was thinking the other day how when I was their age I had to worry about models #1 and airbrushing #2. Of course every talk show, beauty documentary and a lot of newspapers thought they were the first to bring this to light. Well, the point is that there was an awareness.
I spent 8 years of my life not eating. Why? Because I wanted to be that perfect airbrushed image (now I realize it isn't all real) that was staring at me everywhere I went. I was an avid reader of my mum's Cosmopolitans and Harper's Bazaar, as well as my own Seventeen magazines. Oddly enough in the women's magazines the models were children, closer to my age than my mum. And my magazine had Cindy Crawford, Linda Evangelista, Christy Turlington, etc aka adults. Thinking on this more I realize that it is an absolute farce that young girls would model in magazines geared towards women and women in magazines geared towards young girls. That makes no sense at all. However it easily opens your eyes to the reasons that every one's own image is so distorted. How can an adult woman look like a 14 year old boy and how can a 14 year old girl look like a 30+ WOMAN? NOT POSSIBLE, yet the perfect way to sell clothes. "The younger girls are doing this, so I will too", says the older woman. "The older women are doing this, so I will too", says the young teenager.
Back to the fact that I have two daughters. These poor children are inundated by perfection. Not only do they have to worry about models #1, they have celebrities #2, airbrushing #3 and the ever fabulous GLAM SQUADS #4 that were as she purr at that certain perfect images every move. There is no way to be unattractive, have a bad hair day, wear the wrong outfit when not only is there one other person helping dress you, but there is one who is putting your shoes on you, one refreshing your makeup, one fluffing your hair and I will never forget this one......One to keep J.Lo's nipples hard in one of her videos (isn't that called a fluffer? def not the type of career you would like to explain to your young child).
Thanks to those awful 8 years I know what to look for, I know the cues and the hidden ways to get around eating. I am deeply saddened by the fact that my children are living in a culture deemed so self conceded.
Also, thanks to those awful 8 years I have and continuing to have to regain the metabolism I messed up beyond repair.
Have I found happiness with my outer appearance? Of course not. However I am one hell of a great person inside. It isn't what young girls want to hear, but it is a healing moment for a recovering self loather.
I have two daughters and was thinking the other day how when I was their age I had to worry about models #1 and airbrushing #2. Of course every talk show, beauty documentary and a lot of newspapers thought they were the first to bring this to light. Well, the point is that there was an awareness.
I spent 8 years of my life not eating. Why? Because I wanted to be that perfect airbrushed image (now I realize it isn't all real) that was staring at me everywhere I went. I was an avid reader of my mum's Cosmopolitans and Harper's Bazaar, as well as my own Seventeen magazines. Oddly enough in the women's magazines the models were children, closer to my age than my mum. And my magazine had Cindy Crawford, Linda Evangelista, Christy Turlington, etc aka adults. Thinking on this more I realize that it is an absolute farce that young girls would model in magazines geared towards women and women in magazines geared towards young girls. That makes no sense at all. However it easily opens your eyes to the reasons that every one's own image is so distorted. How can an adult woman look like a 14 year old boy and how can a 14 year old girl look like a 30+ WOMAN? NOT POSSIBLE, yet the perfect way to sell clothes. "The younger girls are doing this, so I will too", says the older woman. "The older women are doing this, so I will too", says the young teenager.
Back to the fact that I have two daughters. These poor children are inundated by perfection. Not only do they have to worry about models #1, they have celebrities #2, airbrushing #3 and the ever fabulous GLAM SQUADS #4 that were as she purr at that certain perfect images every move. There is no way to be unattractive, have a bad hair day, wear the wrong outfit when not only is there one other person helping dress you, but there is one who is putting your shoes on you, one refreshing your makeup, one fluffing your hair and I will never forget this one......One to keep J.Lo's nipples hard in one of her videos (isn't that called a fluffer? def not the type of career you would like to explain to your young child).
Thanks to those awful 8 years I know what to look for, I know the cues and the hidden ways to get around eating. I am deeply saddened by the fact that my children are living in a culture deemed so self conceded.
Also, thanks to those awful 8 years I have and continuing to have to regain the metabolism I messed up beyond repair.
Have I found happiness with my outer appearance? Of course not. However I am one hell of a great person inside. It isn't what young girls want to hear, but it is a healing moment for a recovering self loather.
Tuesday, May 14, 2013
When someone wants to confront you on something you ALLEDGEDLY stated, why is it so hard to bring that third person right on in to discuss openly?
I don't want to be pulled from my already crazy busy job to talk about someone's hurt feelings over someting that isn't even what was stated.
You are the boss, why do you care what your employees think or don't think? Oh is it because you aren't really the boss? You are only temporary and are doing everything in your power to PROVE YOU HAVE POWER? It is rude and disgusting actually.
We are in a place of business, actually our business is to save lives and your #1 worry is if you are the most liked? STOP!
If/when I hear that someone has something to say about me or has said something about me I truly don't care unless it is someone that means something to me. A person that can affect my future personally or in the business world.
Is that so hard to see?
All along that third person sits back smirking to themselves that they aren't caught or brought in to have to face the truth. That point alone boils my blood. If we are as needed as the next, why is one given annonymity over another?
The more you say to me, the more I realize you have no clue. Keep speaking to make yourself feel better, it only makes me laugh.
I will continue to give you the correct amount of respect, but that is only because I am playing the "kill them with kindness game".
Don't waste your breath trying to make it better after you have already open it up.
And YOU want to be the leader? Leaders are born, not those who will do whatever everyone wants to be given that one chance to prove that they have something. You don't so STOP!
I wonder what you do when you are here at 6:00 am - 7:30 pm daily? What are you looking for? Who are you trying to take down?
The sadness your heart must feel because you have to go to these lengths has to be immeasurable.
I am counting the days until there is a REAL DIRECTOR. And trust me, the praying that is done is to make sure the CORRECT person for the job is awarded it. Not the person who is trying to make friends so late in the game.
Go on and take the other job you supposedly have lined up and move on. We are bored enough.
I don't want to be pulled from my already crazy busy job to talk about someone's hurt feelings over someting that isn't even what was stated.
You are the boss, why do you care what your employees think or don't think? Oh is it because you aren't really the boss? You are only temporary and are doing everything in your power to PROVE YOU HAVE POWER? It is rude and disgusting actually.
We are in a place of business, actually our business is to save lives and your #1 worry is if you are the most liked? STOP!
If/when I hear that someone has something to say about me or has said something about me I truly don't care unless it is someone that means something to me. A person that can affect my future personally or in the business world.
Is that so hard to see?
All along that third person sits back smirking to themselves that they aren't caught or brought in to have to face the truth. That point alone boils my blood. If we are as needed as the next, why is one given annonymity over another?
The more you say to me, the more I realize you have no clue. Keep speaking to make yourself feel better, it only makes me laugh.
I will continue to give you the correct amount of respect, but that is only because I am playing the "kill them with kindness game".
Don't waste your breath trying to make it better after you have already open it up.
And YOU want to be the leader? Leaders are born, not those who will do whatever everyone wants to be given that one chance to prove that they have something. You don't so STOP!
I wonder what you do when you are here at 6:00 am - 7:30 pm daily? What are you looking for? Who are you trying to take down?
The sadness your heart must feel because you have to go to these lengths has to be immeasurable.
I am counting the days until there is a REAL DIRECTOR. And trust me, the praying that is done is to make sure the CORRECT person for the job is awarded it. Not the person who is trying to make friends so late in the game.
Go on and take the other job you supposedly have lined up and move on. We are bored enough.
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