Love and Running (not a love of running)
>> Friday, June 19, 2009
I have a lot on my mind tonight... but it's that state of mind where there's a lot going on but you can't get it out into words. I feel anxious but I don't know why. I want to change but I don't know how. I want to do something but I don't know what that something is.
I just finished watching "He's Just Not That Into You" and I really liked it. Jerry watched most of it with me and I have to admit there were a number of times that I wanted to turn to him and say, "Is that how you feel/felt about me?" or "Is that true about guys?" but I resisted, which I am sure he's very happy about. I have to agree with the idea in the movie that it's just so odd that we tell our kids that if someone is mean to them it means that person has a crush on them (sorry for that horribly constructed sentence). I think this idea we tell our kids sets us/them up for failure. And what's the whole thing about who calls whom. If you like someone, why don't you just call and get that whole awkward part over with?
I'm really not one to talk about dating. I had one boyfriend in high school and early in college. I thought we were going to get married. I thought I was in love with him and that he was "the one." I told myself I was so lucky to find the love of my life so early on with no hassle. Ha! After we broke up I decided I was never going to get married --ever! I thought he was it for me and clearly (in my mind at that time) if it wasn't him it wasn't going to be anyone. Isn't it amazing how we talk ourselves into these things? I wasn't miserable in that relationship but, to be honest, half the time I was in the same room as the guy I was embarrassed or annoyed by him. And I thought that was love! Actually, I decided it was "love" Christmas of our senior year in high school. One day when I was at his house I got this overwhelming feeling of wanting to decorate him Christmas tree when we were adults. So, like any rational person would do, I concluded it was true love. Weird, huh?
Fast forward about 3.5 years from that time, and I met Jerry. What was great about dating Jerry is that we decided very early on that we were only going to be 100% honest with each other. No games, no lies or fibs, just honesty--even if it meant being a little harsh at times. And we never had the "When is he going to call me back?" issues like in the movie. After our first date we were inseparable. It wasn't until I started dating Jerry that I realized the "love" I had for my high school boyfriend wasn't love at all... it was just "like." It was teenager feelings. I was in love with the idea of being in love, so I made myself believe I was in love. Jerry was the one who really showed me how to love and be loved.
Okay, this is starting to sound a little sappy and weird... so I'll stop. On another note, I ran another 5K yesterday! I ran the YMCA Chase Race with my friend Laura and I improved on my time from the Fargo Marathon 5K by over 1:30! I was surprised to see I improved because the race felt horrible as I was doing it. I felt so bad and kept saying to Laura, "Go ahead if you want, I'm sorry if I'm slowing you down." But she insisted the pace was good. I'm a slow runner and I can't run very well. On a treadmill I can go for (what seem to me) long periods of time, but running outside in the elements makes me want to cry. I can hardly run for a minute before I feel like a need a walking break. Yuck! And speaking of the elements, we had some serious ones last night. The race was scheduled to start at 7 p.m. and it started raining around 4 p.m. By 6:30 we had a serious thunderstorm tearing through downtown Fargo. By 7 p.m. the rain had let up a bit and we started 15 minutes late. We ran the whole way in the rain but it felt good and kept us cool.
I think my next race will be the Scheel's 5K in July (I think?!). My goal is to be able to run a 5K without walking. Once I've reached that goal I'll work on my pace. My legs are just too dang short to be able to run very fast and have a good stride. So, we'll see how that goes. I've also decided to lose about 15 pounds and I've set some goals to help myself achieve that. One I lose 5 I'm going to get a spray-on tan (no skin cancer for me!), when I lose 10 I'm going to look into getting eyelash extensions, and when I lose the whole 15 I'm going to get a boob job (JUST KIDDING!). I'm not going to tell you what I'm going to do at 15 pounds because I'm afraid you'll judge me. Okay, I want to get Botox between my eyes. I squint so much in the summer that I have a perma-wrinkle there and tan lines in the wrinkle creases! Botox is being used more now for the prevention of wrinkles on young people (like me!) and I figure I could give it a shot (haha, get it? Shot!). It only lasts a handful of weeks so if I don't like it, it will go back to normal in time.
Okay, off to bed. Good night everyone!