Something Small, Something New

I have refrained from adding a post to the blog recently.  Largely due to my embarrassment of my writing being on the internet, especially when juxtaposed with my siblings’ humorous editions. But. I cannot relate to you the daily annoyance I receive when I see Robert’s feet on a scale, not that they are not beautiful feet or for the reminder of his successful weight loss, but that he posted it on February 28th.  I mean come on.  Why is the little History major updating the blog when word-smith wizards sit in LA, Houston, Chicago, and Seattle?  I can think of one in particular who has little to no excuse, not naming any names, part-timer.  I mean if you guys planned for me to struggle through the difficult process which writing a blog post is for me, then Congratulations!  The annoyance has triumphed over my embarrassment.  I even feel a sense of obligation I mean Kate’s birthday was a while ago, and Scott’s is coming up.  I mean if we were all home the Christmas tree would still be up, sure, but that doesn’t mean the blog should be neglected.  So you guys left this job, not to the goodie-to-shoes (spelling?) in the family who always celebrated with the tree in the background of his/her birthday party and who would probably post except that he is writing sermons, etc., or she has her own blog to attend.  No, you left it to the kid who compulsively checks the family blogs, even mom's, multiple times a day just to see if anyone wants to tell a story, making her laugh in the process.  I love my family.

As for running, I have done little but a few short runs around the hilly Irving, Texas (not to be ironic at all).  I ran eight miles on Sunday.  It was super cloudy and even cool - overall a nice day to run.  Although when I had just reached the top of Northgate hill huffing and puffing with phone in hand, tracking my mileage, it began to drizzle, then lightly rain, then rain, then pour.  And as the precipitation increases in quantity, the little runner is tracked, striding down the hill, hoping her phone doesn’t die and that she doesn’t fall.  Then, she breaks into an all out sprint to get to the door.  A good 0.4 miles.  It felt great!! I haven’t let myself run like that in a couple of months, years maybe. And! I wasn’t dead tired afterward. I actually felt like I could run longer (granted this was all downhill).  Oh well, I am still basking in the sense of accomplishment.  I am excited for the upcoming visits and love you all!