Sparkle Pants Turns Five!
How does one catch up with oneself after not blogging for 7 months?
Why start up again at all?
Who cares?
Suddenly, with NO warning, no prodding from BS, husband-runner-rock star MAN, I decided I missed writing. I missed amusing myself with the silly things that I do, say and notice around me. Of course, I'm the one only one who things these things are amusing. And. That's. Ok with me.
Then, BS-RS Husband asked me WHY I hadn't blogged and how much he missed my posts. Which is strange since we have been married for 27 years, sleep right next to each other, run most days together, eat together, hug, kiss and snuggle and text all day. You'd think he'd know EVERYTHING that's going on. BUT NO, we wants to know more. Hmm...
I also realized that no one else really needs to know about my silly life anyway, the reader is intriguing to me but I don't write to impress any reader(except my ROCK STAR)but it's FUN to put my silly thoughts to print and send them out into the universe. THIS IS HOW blogging differs from the beloved FACEBOOK experience. On FB, I want to tell you all the spicy stuff that's going on...BE IMPRESSED READER...think I'm all that and then LIKE me 102,000 times so I know how great I am. THEN, I'll take a selfie and you can comment on how YOUNG I LOOK and how hot I am! Baby, FB is the place to make me feel AWESOME...
However, blogging is words. Blogging is expression. Something I've missed for a while. Blogging is not always perfect, nor the 100% authenticity that we need but it is expression of some form...and I like it.
OK, enough of the rationalization. I'd like to say I'M BACK and truly mean it but life happens. So for now, I'll enjoy the sweet ride.
WHAT'S THE SAME:
Most things.
Sparkle Pants is still the light of my life.
Still teaching kindergarten and loving the wisdom of a five year old, the transparency of our interactions and the honesty of a clean and happy heart.
Still running and also not running(depending on how hard I go out and then how many days I need to spend recovering from said run).
Still cheering on ROCK STAR and watching him push himself to the limit.
WHAT'S DIFFERENT:
Not much.
Rock Star is running an Ultra in Colorado(Silver Rush)in mid July! He has been sleeping in an altitude tent which is hilarious and HOT but he is filled with more confidence than he has red blood cells(which are not rapidly multiplying as I write this)SO that's all that matters. I look forward to him doing his thing...what ever that may mean. He does his thing in style. That's just him.
I'm training for a marathon in Nov. and will officially go for a PB: 3:15-16. THERE. Said it. I have found HOKA'S(angels trumpets sounding out)and they have pretty much saved my running career. I sing the PRAISES of Hoka's every chance I get...MOST cover their ears but the chosen few are coming over to the dark side. Or should I say, light side...can't wait for the lightest HOKA ever...the Clifton to be released next week. BLISS.
What is not different is my stubborn determination to keep running and living life to it's fullest. Running happy, love.
