Tuesday, May 17, 2011

the river

there's this river near my parents house i am madly in love with
every time i see it i want to fling my body into it
a river is never in the same mood twice
it is alive

Sunday, May 15, 2011

who's your support ?

i hate exercising. i hate it.
but i hate being fat even more

so how do you motivate yourself? how do you get through it? i think we're supposed to be positive and have a "support system" and all that...right? i'm pretty sure we're not supposed to call ourselves names and degrade ourselves in our head right? well so far it's working for me.
i am the meanest drill sergeant in my head. when i feel like i can't make that last mile or so i've been known to chant ' fatty fatty 2x4 can't get through the kitchen door' in my head. wrong?
one thing that really DOES help is music. music is the key. there have been times when i never would have gotten through my run without those words and those beats.

on a dark rainy day the postal service ran my 4 miles with me
another day it's moby, even the arcade fire jogged with me one day.
my husband prefers to listen to screamy violent music when he runs. I get it...but most of the time i choose friends that aren't yelling. because i do enough yelling in my own head.

Sunday, May 8, 2011

mother's day

this morning i sat on the front steps and watched them run, scooter and bike back and forth down the sidewalk. how perfect they are.

this afternoon I saw a chubby little boy , around 11 years old with rosy cheeks carefully selecting dandelions from his front yard and placing them into his other hand already full with a big yellow bouquet. perfect.

driving along I watched as a husband and wife -well into their 60's- walked together hand in hand, arms swinging ... like teenagers newly in love.
perfect <3

bottle the moments

they slip away