Tuesday, July 26, 2011

Things that make me cry

Don't judge me. I've been up since 2:30 am because I fell asleep at 9 pm. I passed out after a long training run for my upcoming race. Physical activity is such a terrible idea.

I've been a big cry baby lately. But sometimes you just need to feel some feelings and let it out.

1. Whenever PBS shows Les Miserables. One Day More. Bring Him Home. Every time.
2. When Mufasa dies. Movie and/or musical. Scar, you are a terrible brother.
3. Cheesy reality tv: including, but not limited to, Extreme Home Makeover episodes, the Biggest Loser, Oprah moments.
4. Danny and Annie
5. Dear Zachary. I've already written about this one. I ugly cried a lot.

Tuesday, July 12, 2011


My birthday soon approaches. I will be 27. I just Googled 27, and this is what came up: 27 Club. Not really the vibe I was going for, but that's ok.

For my birthday this year, I'm crossing off one of the items on the Life List: half marathon before 27. I took it as a sign when I found out that the SF Marathon this year fell on July 31. Shit. This means I have to do it now. Much to my surprise and disbelief, I've enjoyed my training thus far. "Training" consists of crawling up these San Franciscan hills and braving the "summer" winds and cold weather. On the flip side, when you didn't even realize you just ran five miles because you were too busy admiring the views of the Golden Gate Bridge and spectacular vistas, it ain't so bad. And I got a kick-ass fanny pack to hold stuff while I run, so that's pretty awesome. Really, my main goal for this race is that I finish without having tripped on anything or peed myself.

Another year passes and I'm content. I've gained some life lessons learned from a few steps backwards, and I'm thankful. I hope that every few years I have a few steps backwards. And some uphills, and wind.