In my recap of the first month of the new year, I can easily say that this month has been tiring. Not sure if I can blame it on the winter blues, stress, or just mental/physical exhaustion. I’m pooped and here’s why:
1. Cletus – Dealing with my neuroticness isn’t an easy task and she’s dealt with it more than usual this month. She has listened to me complain (daily) about traffic, helped me organize our father’s 60th birthday party, supported me with my failed athletic excursions and laughed about my misophonia – related issues. I don’t know what I would do without her. She has a full plate of stress and I wish things would just get easier for her and her family.
2. DireMole – Has been forming new habits with me…reading in bed! Well, to be honest we only read when we can manage to stay awake past 9:15pm. Some nights we are both so tired we just go right to sleep. Dire is also the official ball-chucker at the dog park. When he can’t make it, because he’s teaching, I try to entertain the crazies. They all look at me like I’m pathetic after they run to the other end of the field, only to look back and see that the ball made it half way to the expected landing spot. The best days at the dog park is when Dire is there.
3. LevelUp – Dart Date Night has been a weekly occurring event for us. Our board has gotten more use and our wall has gotten more holes (due to me). Fitz has won every game so far and I don’t mind because it’s been fun. And we have learned that it annoys our creepy neighbor when I miss the board and hit the wall. WIN/WIN
4. PirateGoat – Is a super bum and appears to be the most tired creature in our house. Her new trick is to not get out of bed in the morning. Dire and I actually make the bed with her in it. I think she prefers it that way.
5. SillyGoose – I started half-marathon training this month. That means I get one less day to sleep in and more activities being calculated on my Jawbone. Also, I caved in and purchased my first pair of running tights. I kinda feel like a sell out because I look like all the other yuppies, but they are amazing on those cold winter days. Also, I have managed to mangle my feet on my “long runs”. Now I’m sporting a black nail and a blistered foot. It’s fairly uncomfortable and not well-deserved. Honestly, I struggle to stay motivated to run because it feels like I’m not improving. I’m moving but things aren’t operating at a point that I’m satisfied. Finally, I have realized this month that I’m compulsive… I have put a word on my “personal characteristics” list and I don’t fully know what it means (if its good or bad). I believe it’s something that I should work on…
This weekend I was in the market for restocking my sports bra supply. I’ve been running in a sports bra that I’ve had since college. Truly, it’s a sad state of affairs.
To clean up my act, I decided to go to TJ-Max (and similar stores) to hit up their reduced-priced running gear. To my surprise, all the women’s active gear was on the first few racks when you walked into the store. Guess it’s that time of year…
So here I am with 2 full racks of bras thinking I had hit the jackpot… Except I only found 3 styles that did not include padding in them. What happened to the practicality of sports bras? Are all sports bras neon colored and equipped to hold padding? My immediate reaction is that some womanizer came up with the design, or this is a new yoga trend… Seriously, how many women want to workout with extra padding? I’m still rolling my eyes.
I decided to crowd source my friends on this stupid trend via social media.Will someone please explain to me the purpose of padded sports bras?? Here’s what they said:
- …to make boobs look bigger and compress them to be smaller at the same time? Hmm. (first response, male)
- To reduce how shall I say……….high beams? (female)
- For protection if you run into something or fall on concrete? (female)
- Sweat absorption? (female)
I guess I crawled out from under a rock… but to me this is a really unpractical fashion trend and I hope it goes away soon.
It’s the title of the book I’m writing. The main character contemplates getting a pair of noise-cancelling headphones to restore her sanity from her annoying pragmatist. Readers will be captivated with details of contemplated violence and bleeding from the ears. More details to follow…
DireMole and I have added another resolution to the start of our year… Dart Date Night! Dire came up with the idea the other week when he kicked my ass (faster than usual) over a game of darts and beers.
Over a year ago when we lived separately, we used to play regularly at a bar across the street from my condo. Most of the time when Fitz came to visit we ended up at that bar for dinner and drinks. I had never played darts before, so he taught me and we had a lot of fun. I ‘m completely unpredictable. When I try for a target, I typically miss the board. When I don’t try, I hit a bullseye. The more drinks I have, I hit my peak… but there’s a magic number of beers that I just get sloppy. Dire has always been patient with me or maybe he’s humored by my “skills”. Either way, it’s a fun hobby that we used to do.
When I moved in with him, we realized that our favorite dart-bar wasn’t as accessible. So we purchased a dart board, a set of darts, and a protective border for the wall (due to my high miss rate) for our condo. It looks official. But now we hardly ever play.
So to reinstate our hobby and improve our skills, we plan on having a Dart Date Night once a week. Maybe go pro one day in a team league??? Of course our team name will be Champions of the Human Race. Tonight will be our first Dart Date Night and I’m looking forward to being schooled.
It’s that time of the year that people announce their New Year resolutions. Typically, I don’t make New Year resolutions. But this year it’s different. During a random conversation over our holiday break, Fitz and I decided that we would like to read more. This may be because he got an interesting book for a Christmas gift. He can’t help but read a few pages when he has a moment. I kinda felt left out. Randomly, I stumbled into a bookstore and became captivated with all the options. I walked out with two new books in hand. Also, it was really refreshing to walk around a bookstore that was packed with customers. Anyway, Fitz and I discussed how we no-longer want to watch TV in bed before we fall asleep because we both find it pointless. So to get back into reading, we are swapping out TV time for reading time. It’s simple and it could be a really easy habit to form.
Researchers say it takes approximately 66 days to form a habit, which is contrary to the popular belief that habits only take 21 days. So there seems to be a disparity in committing to new positive habits over a specific time span…I’m hopeful that we will support each other abstaining from TV in bed. Also, I think a good book will support our resolution. So far so good, we are 2 nights in to our 66 days and I’m really enjoying my new book, A Good Scent from a Strange Mountain.
Did you make a resolution this year? If so, what is it? Can you commit for 66 days?