I purchased my Nike+ iPod thing a month ago, and just calculated how many miles I have run this month - I am thrilled to say that I have broken 60 miles! Yay for me! I just ran 4 miles this morning.
Yesterday at the gym, I was listening to a kinda dirrrty song by Christina Aguilera on my iPod and looked behind me and saw the Priest from my church! At the gym! And suddenly I felt very very naked in my little running shorts and little singlet with my little pink bra showing. Yikes! Then I am wondering - am I a big fat hypocrite? Or am I a many faceted woman? Or am I a case of arrested developement? It is too bizarre that I am going to be 55 in December - I sure don't act my age. Oh well. Better to act too young than too old I think. Although I could certainly be wrong.
I need to get my house clean this weekend because my sister is coming next weekend. I have a lot of work to do. I have a hair appointment at 10:00. I have a date tonight. In other words, I have no time. And I am sitting here, still haven't eaten breakfast, sweat dripping off my hair, need to mow the lawn, etc., etc., etc.
Life is very very good. I could get carried away with all of the above and think this is all a problem, but the truth is, none of this is a problem. It is having a full life, and all the stuff that goes along with it. It wasn't long ago I was worried about if I would ever see my kids again, or where I was going to lay my head that night. Now I have this huge problem of getting ready to go spend an afternoon getting my hair done! Poor Me! And wondering how I am going to mow my lawn and clean my house at the same time! Woe is me! And get ready to see a man who asked me to wear my stilleto heels with my new jeans tonight - oh yeah baby!
"Those adolescent urges that so many of us have for complete approval, utter security, and perfect romance - urges quite appropriate to age seventeen - prove to be an impossible way of life at forty-seven or fifty-seven." -- As Bill Sees It, p. 330