In no particular order of importance
I always seem to forget to put body glide on the, ahem, "chafe zones" before I go out for a run. Until I get into the shower and the water hits me. Then, I remember.
My co-worker reminded me today that the sun is always out. It's just that sometimes it's obscured by the clouds. I think it's a great analogy that we can apply to our own lives as well.
I'm a dog person. I love dogs. Unless they decide to chase after me while I'm running, barking loudly. Normally, the owner isn't too far behind and they follow it up with a, "don't worry, he's friendly". I think that is supposed to make me feel better. But it hardly ever does.
For those that don't know me well (or don't have the nerve to tell me), I have a tendency to come off like a know-it-all. Somewhere along my physical trail, I picked up the notion that being right is super important and pride is everything. I've become aware of it in myself, but accept it for what it is. And I keep it in check whenever possible.
I am a very outgoing and friendly person who does well in social situations. Yet, running has taught me the value of being alone; the joy of solitude. I cherish that time when it's just me, myself and I. And I don't plan on giving it up anytime soon.
Typically, I get along with men better than I do with women (two of my best friends are male), however, I'm learning I don't trust some men easily. It's not all men. Just some.
I don't enjoy small talk. And when it involves the weather, I enjoy it even less. However, not everyone likes sports, the same kind of music or has the same interests. But, we all experience the weather. So, I guess I understand. And perhaps, I'll make a more concerted effort to enjoy it.
When someone prefaces a statement with, "To be honest with you", does that mean that they're lying all the other times they leave it out?
I say, "Oh, Crikey" a lot; if I drop something, if I stub my toe, etc. I don't know why. I'm not from Australia or anything. But, I guess it's better than dropping F Bombs all over the place.
Even though I dislike shopping, I love being a chick. The only caveat is I think it'd be great to pee standing up like men do. Moreover, it would be SO much more convenient. But, that's not reason enough to switch teams.
I put ketchup on eggs. And roast beef sandwiches. Some people find this odd. I just think it tastes better that way.
Things don't matter to me as much as they used to. That is to say, I don't get my knickers in a twist about every little thing. I used to take a lot of things personally. Now I find myself relaxed and, sometimes, smiling for no reason. I think I like that better.
I can wiggle both of my thumbs.
Do you ever wonder why we have to hear about or experience tragic events in order to get perspective? Why can't we have it when we're happy? Where does it go and why do we need something like that to get it back?
I got rid of a couple things yesterday. That may not seem like a big deal, but to me, it is. I hold on to "stuff" a lot longer than I need to. Letting go is so liberating, even if it seems scary at first. Once you do it, you wonder why you kept it for so long in the first place.
Finally, I'm really starting to learn how to be more flexible with training, relationships and life in general. It's not procrastination; it's just prioritization. Do the things that you can do and give it the time and attention it deserves. If you just don't have it in you that day, then it can wait. It'll still be there tomorrow.