@postaday 365, #postaday2011.
Wow, this is my 365th consecutive post? Take that fear of success! Take that low self esteem! Take that short attention span!
Blogging is easy for me. RIght now, I’m standing at my computer, adding this entry because the delicious lure of a shower and crawling into bed is calling me like a siren. Cool peppermint soap, slippery body and hair oils, soft barely there pajamas. I’ll spend a few minutes catching up with my Words With Friends and my Word Feud opponents, spend a little time wondering if I’m brave enough to battle the wind on my bicycle in the morning, and think about how in the hellas did it turn out to be Christmas Eve tomorrow?
Tonight while I did my 13.3 #5kin100days workout, I thought about how I made some 2012 commitments this week such as the Try Fitness Wahine series of 5k-, 10k- and half-marathon events; a couple of triathlons; the Haleiwa Metric Century; and a couple of biathlons. The last time I did this, I thought to myself, was weeks before I burst my Achilles tendon back in February 2010. John and I had signed up for several events, including the San Francisco Marathon that July. With one leap, all our plans were dashed, and no refunds were in the mail.
When I make a commitment such as that, I really want to show up. I half think something is going to screw with me and keep me from getting where I want to be. But why live like that? Why live in fear, why worry that life is fraught with traps, snares, and pits, why be the victim?
You know what my favorite little character in the movie “Up” would say, dontcha? “ADVENTURE IS OUT THERE!”
I like to have fun, I like to take risks, and I’ll entertain the thought of running, swimming, riding, and dare to dream or fantasize about that one out-of-reach moment. If they happen, I’ll be very pleased. If some of them don’t, well who’s to say it is wrong to dream?