You were supposed to get a race report today, but here’s what happened on Thursday: I got the last spot in the Metra lot, all the way down at the end where it’s narrow. I took the train downtown, exited Ogilvie, and… there was rain. SO. MUCH. RAIN. I had 3 miles to get to Soldier Field. I figured, by the time I get there and go through packet pickup, there’s a very good chance that I will have to stand in the rain for an hour (because my new shorts are NOT sitting in the mud). I decided that did not sound like fun, so I hopped back on the (express, yay) train and went home. I was at home and had run and was eating pizza and watching football when the race started. I’d say I win.
I love this post from Suz earlier in the week – I’d love to think that if you met me in person, I would be exactly the same person you read online. (That’s what I strive for, anyway.) But, you know, sometimes reality is a little to the left.
-Snarky – Very true. I don’t have to know you for too long before I start cracking jokes, mostly about other people. Sometimes it’s not nice, but it sure is funny.
-Socially Awkward – I am the weirdo person standing off by herself, staring hard at someone because I recognize them and think I know them, but way too chicken to go over and investigate further. When I first meet you, I stare at my feet, and often stutter. It’s super attractive.
-Stable – I have a job. I make money. I am not in any debt. My family has been through hell this year, and I’d like to think that I’ve held up really well. I’d like to think that I held up others well.
-Fiercely independent – I actually used to be the kind of girl who molded herself around whatever guy she was dating. Like, I only cared about his stuff and not any of my own. I did that with Jakre too, in the beginning and for 4 years after. I know – 4 YEARS. It was like one day, I woke up, crawled out of my shell, and remembered who I was and the things that made ME happy. Obviously, since Jakre and I are now engaged, it only made our relationship better.
-A terrible housewife – I don’t like to cook and I don’t like to clean. I can do both, but choose not to. Sometimes my house resembles a frat house, but rest assured, if you are coming over, I will swish out the toilet for you.
-Not a fan of people who aren’t as smart as me – This sounds terrible, but hear me out. A lot of it stems from my job, where people ask me the most idiotic questions (like, why doesn’t the webpage load when I type an email address into my browser), and I have to answer them politely and without telling said people that they are stupid. I was always a smart kid growing up, and I worked hard to be smart, and to be good in school. Anyone can be smart with a little hard work. It frustrates me to no end when people want you to do everything for them, and don’t bother to learn things for themselves.
-Loyal to a fault – If you are my friend, then you are my friend forever. Even when you do shitty things to me, I still keep you around… why, I’m not always sure. But I care about your well-being, and will go out of my way for you. FOR LIFE.
Your turn – what is one thing you are but your blog isn’t?