You Guys Rock

Obviously this is a teeny tiny little blog. The readership is small and I’d guess that more than half the folks who stop by know me in real life. I am grateful for everyone who does read. It still surprises me that anyone would take time out of their busy day to check out my stuff. I realize what a raging narcissist you have to be in order to blog and I feel guilty about it. Besides the narcissism I really am motivated by the hope that writing about hard stuff (mental illness, parenting, struggling to exercise, poop, poop, and more poop) can be helpful to someone who is reading-I know, pretty narcissistic in itself, who the fuck do I think I am? Some self-help guru?

Since I started jogging I’ve been talking about it a lot here, on instagram, and on FB. The posts have been a mix of “I’m so proud of myself” and “If I can do it anyone can do it!” and “sometimes this sucks ass”. As a self-loathing narcissist (I know, I’m rolling my eyes, too) it has been weird to feel this much pride about an accomplishment. The friends who have commented or messaged me that they are working out because of the stupid selfies about my progress have helped me keep going. And made me feel better about the unflattering photos I’ve posted and stories I’ve told. I have a rule-when it comes to exercise pictures I don’t use filters. I’m doing hard stuff, it’s ok that I look like ass. It is certainly more honest.

The well wishes and support I got from you guys before the race actually helped get me through the 5K. I don’t feel like I’m doing a good job of explaining myself here, but I just wanted to thank you. I want you to know how much your kindness has meant to me. And I wanted to apologize. You guys were rooting me on, telling me I could do it. And I am embarrassed that I let you down. I’m embarrassed I didn’t run the whole thing. I’m embarrassed that my official time was even slower that I estimated at 38:01 minutes placing 311th out of 333. I wanted to let you know that I don’t take your presence or support or friendship for granted. So seriously, thank you. And next time I’ll try and do better.

The race humbled me. Usually I hate that word. It has been appropriated by the famous. When an actor wins an academy award and says he feels humbled I roll my eyes and think “I do not think that word means what you think it means.” According to the online dictionary it means “lower (someone) in dignity or importance.” Winning big doesn’t make you feel lower, it makes you feel like the king of the fucking world. Well, let me tell you what. I was big time humbled by the race. It was not a fun experience. But I guess the lesson is to pick myself back up and move on.

Usually I jog on Mondays, but being the weekend was so exhausting it seemed like a smart idea to take a rest day. Getting back out there this morning was almost as hard as the race itself. I didn’t want to go. What is the point? There isn’t anything to look forward to. Honestly, the race was such a shitshow for me running-wise that I was scared to go back out. On top of that it was cold. Yes, I’m a huge baby.

But I went. I put on the shirt I was given at the race and I went. I ran the whole two miles–mile 1 in 10:41 and mile 2 in 11:14. You know what? I was proud of myself. The accomplishments might not feel as “real” to me when they are not part of a timed race, but perhaps I need to get over myself. I am going to keep chipping away at this motherfucker.

T medal

Just past the finish line a guy handed all the runners medals. T is in love with mine. He keeps asking if I won the race. I keep laughing and telling him no. He says he thinks he would have won if he was running. There is a a family 3K after the women’s race and Z and I promised him we will do it with him next year.

c gold medal

Because T wants the metal C wants the metal. Oh brotherhood.

Gryffindor wins

About a year ago my folks went to Orlando and got me this awesome patch at Harry Potter World. Two nights ago Z sewed it onto a hoodie of mine. I’ll be rocking it everywhere from now on. Go Gryffindor!

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8 thoughts on “You Guys Rock

  1. As a fellow blogger, I know how hard it is to put your true self out there, in both pictures and words. And yet, I agree that extreme honesty is the only way to do it. Just wanted to say I appreciate your vulnerability. I believe it does make the world a better place.

  2. Kudos to you Mama! I ran my first 5K this weekend- we shared a great milestone!- and it’s true, as I ran, I thought of you a little bit and was curious about how you did! It’s hard to blog about things that are quite personal but I feel it adds an element of accountability as well. I was really proud of myself for finishing that 5K- and it sounds like you are too! I love your blog 🙂

  3. We have not met but I have become an avid reader of your blog. I first heard about Z from my friend Jess and I was super thrilled to hear about his creative re-use work. So I friended him on Facebook and your blogs kept coming up in my feed so I liked your blog page. I’m telling you this because I don’t want you to think it is odd that I read your blog. Anyhow, from the moment I started seeing photos of your family, I thought you looked magical. I mean, look at that photo at the top of this blog, or the one with the boat in the tree, or the stew in the pot – I mean really. So at first, it was a surprise to me that your blog was about feeling anxious or inadequate. But I am quite familiar with how mental health issues can make magical things feel less magical. I just wanted to let you know that you are actually magical most of the time. As a parent of two kids myself, I know it doesn’t feel that way. But I want to believe it. We have created something magic in the middle of these challenges. I hope some day our families will meet and celebrate our creative approaches to life! If you are interested, you can follow my blog at trashmagination.com and perhaps then we can mutually marvel at what is easy and what is hard, and just encourage each other. 🙂

    • Thanks for the explanation of how you found the blog. I’m assuming you are friends with DC Jess. Just added your blog to my RSS feed, so I will be following along!

      And thank you for your kind words. Another reminder that appearances aren’t what matter at all. You are spot on about Z being magical, though. I’m in awe of him, he really is a fantastic human.

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