The internet is down at my house right now (&%*^!) and right now I'm at the library, which is closing in T minus 13 minutes, so I gotta make this quick. But, I finally ran yesterday, and I wanted to write it down:
March 29, 2008
2.4 miles
It was a good run and I came to the conclusion that I need to just do this loop - I call it the high school loop, cuz I just run to the high school, around the giant block it sits on, and then loop back to my house. Because, since I've moved home I do that as a warm up and then the rest of the week try to push it a little farther (that's when I go the rest of the week). I am always feeling like if I go less then 3 miles it - like it's inconsequential or something. I know that's probably not true, but I dunno, all the running mags always talk about 3 miles as just a warm up. Anyways, I decided (again) that consistency is what's important. When I started running a year ago, I decided I didn't care about my time, that going should be enough. I focused on distance. But now that I know I can do it, that I can run at all in the first place, I think I just need to focus on that - doing it.
Sunday, March 30, 2008
Friday, March 28, 2008
Dangerous Ground
This could be dangerous to blog about, but the thought occured to me more than once today, so I'm just going to write it down: Having a crush just makes life more fun. Seriously. It adds just a little touch of fun to one's day.
Like I said, it could get dangerious if I go further. At this point the crush is inconsequential and if I even showed up on this persons' radar I'd be shocked. But you never know, somehow they stumbles across this blog and then I'm in a whole heap of trouble.
If I get in any kinda trouble with a crush, I'd like it to be because of personal interaction, not through my blog. When/if I make a move, I'd like to do it in person so I'm at least aware of it and there to see the fallout. If I blog about it and somehow, some way it's found out, I may never know, and I'd feel that much sillier in the end. And since stranger things have happened, I'll stop it at this: Crushes are fun.
I NEED to start running again. NEED to. I bought some cheap new running pants tonight - something for spring, something inbetween full winter running pants and shorts. Hopefully this will be enough motivation for tomorrow morning, but over all I'm seriously faltering here. Joel, any tips on motivation? I might go back and read the email you sent me while I was in Toronto.
I feel like there are other things I could blog about, but I'm also feeling like my opening statements in this entry are ringing true for other topics: they could be dangerous, and I hesitate on the side of writing more. It's such a strange line, because I don't want my blog to be just about movies, npr, and running. I mean, I love all those things, but there's sooooooo much more to me. I have so much more to say. But whom to am I saying it to?
or maybe it's, who should I be saying it to?
Like I said, it could get dangerious if I go further. At this point the crush is inconsequential and if I even showed up on this persons' radar I'd be shocked. But you never know, somehow they stumbles across this blog and then I'm in a whole heap of trouble.
If I get in any kinda trouble with a crush, I'd like it to be because of personal interaction, not through my blog. When/if I make a move, I'd like to do it in person so I'm at least aware of it and there to see the fallout. If I blog about it and somehow, some way it's found out, I may never know, and I'd feel that much sillier in the end. And since stranger things have happened, I'll stop it at this: Crushes are fun.
I NEED to start running again. NEED to. I bought some cheap new running pants tonight - something for spring, something inbetween full winter running pants and shorts. Hopefully this will be enough motivation for tomorrow morning, but over all I'm seriously faltering here. Joel, any tips on motivation? I might go back and read the email you sent me while I was in Toronto.
I feel like there are other things I could blog about, but I'm also feeling like my opening statements in this entry are ringing true for other topics: they could be dangerous, and I hesitate on the side of writing more. It's such a strange line, because I don't want my blog to be just about movies, npr, and running. I mean, I love all those things, but there's sooooooo much more to me. I have so much more to say. But whom to am I saying it to?
or maybe it's, who should I be saying it to?
Tuesday, March 25, 2008
The Hulk & Worldview
Edward Norton as The Hulk? This June? How did I miss this? How did I not know this is happening? It's going to be so awesome! Not only does it have Edward Norton - Edward Norton as The Incrediable Hulk! - but also Tim Roth, Robert Downey Jr, and Liv Tyler. I am so in. I can't believe I had no idea this movie was coming out, but I am very excited about it now that I am.
Tonight on the commute home I wasn't really in the mood for Bella's whinning about how horrible her world would be without Jacob Black to distract her from the huge hole in her heart and all the horrible feelings in the big black world, so I forgoed New Moon. But on NPR was the show "Worldview" which I never really listen to. I love NPR more than the average person it seems, but I can't seem to get into "Worldview". Even I find it a bit boring. But I wasn't in the mood to let my mind wander, so I wasn't gonna listen to music either. So, "Worldview" it is then. And I have to say, after a couple minutes of listening, I thought it was totally interesting. It was about capitalism, this women's book called "The Shock Docterine", and economic theories about how real change only happens in crisis. Sounds boring, I know, but really, I thought it was so interesting that I'm putting a link here.
Tonight on the commute home I wasn't really in the mood for Bella's whinning about how horrible her world would be without Jacob Black to distract her from the huge hole in her heart and all the horrible feelings in the big black world, so I forgoed New Moon. But on NPR was the show "Worldview" which I never really listen to. I love NPR more than the average person it seems, but I can't seem to get into "Worldview". Even I find it a bit boring. But I wasn't in the mood to let my mind wander, so I wasn't gonna listen to music either. So, "Worldview" it is then. And I have to say, after a couple minutes of listening, I thought it was totally interesting. It was about capitalism, this women's book called "The Shock Docterine", and economic theories about how real change only happens in crisis. Sounds boring, I know, but really, I thought it was so interesting that I'm putting a link here.
Monday, March 24, 2008
Addition
I can't believe I forgot to add this to my list from yesterday of pop culture things I'm totally in love with right now. Because I think this is awesome - not only is it hilarious and true, it's interactive!
*Fug Madness - at the website gofugyourself.com ( don't know why, but can' get the links button to work, so you'll just have to type it and see for yourself).
*Fug Madness - at the website gofugyourself.com ( don't know why, but can' get the links button to work, so you'll just have to type it and see for yourself).
Sunday, March 23, 2008
Pop Culture Things I'm In Love with Right Now
*Slings and Arrows - it's a Canadian TV show, and I suppose if you're a real Shakespeare buff you'd get a kick out of it. I'm not, and I still love it.
*It's Always Sunny In Philidelphia - hilarious, and I've got a little crush on Charlie.
* King Dork by Frank Portman
*The Riches - I'm not sure I'm as in love with it as I am the other two shows, but I did watch 2 episodes back to back this weekend, so it gets added to the list.
*It's Always Sunny In Philidelphia - hilarious, and I've got a little crush on Charlie.
* King Dork by Frank Portman
*The Riches - I'm not sure I'm as in love with it as I am the other two shows, but I did watch 2 episodes back to back this weekend, so it gets added to the list.
Friday, March 21, 2008
Notes on Yesterday
Notes I wrote myself last night to blog about:
Identifying with New Moon:
In the spirit of diving back into Young Adult books I recently finished the book Twilight and have started listening to the sequel, New Moon. Over all I find the series to be a bit repetitive and overly dramatic. However, it's about adolescents and vampires - drama was gonna be a given. But beyond that little summarization: I was listening to it the other day on my drive home, and found myself relating to the main character (a non-vampire character). This realization disturbs me a little. I don't really want to be relating to her drama, but I was. WTF. (that was me trying to be funny, with the acronym-teen speak, did it work?).
MSCL Moment:
Yesterday my mom and I went to a party thrown for a childhood and family friend who just graduated nursing school. As I was getting ready to go see her I felt this flash to My So-Called Life. This friend, E., and I first met when we were 2 years old, and where best friends till middle school. So the story-line in MSCL where Angela and Sharon drift apart was something I identified with, although I couldn't tell you which character I was in that story. To me, E. was always both of those characters. She was both popular and dangerous. I was average. I was Brian Krakow. Although this isn't true either, as I was not an
academic or considered especially "dorky", at least not to my knowledge.
Anyways, E. went on to be popular, cool; she went to parties and dated. I went on to being average. But there was never any animosity. I never resented her, or vis versa. We just drifted to different people, and that was ok. No hard feelings, just a supportive friendship whenever our worlds infrequently crossed. Which they did again yesterday, and it was great to see her.
E.'s house:
I basically grew up at E.'s house when I was younger. I would spend whole weekends at her house. There weren't that many kids in my neighborhood, but just a few blocks up, near her house, there were several in the span of 3 blocks. So I was the adopted member of the neighborhood gang. Anyways, since those days E.'s moved twice, and while I've been to each house in turn, it's been, I don't even know how long since I
was in their home again. At least two years. (Side note: I hate how after a break up it's like life has this Christ-like time line: "B.S. and A.S.: Before Scott and After Scott" in my head. When is that gonna end?) Anyways, the last time I was in E.'s house was probably B.S. Walking around the house was like walking through a museum of my
childhood, but not quite. All the artifacts where the same, with new ones added that I didn't recognize, but they weren't in the right place. The picture that used to hang over the fireplace now hangs on a crowded wall, the couch that became faded from sun in the play room now rests in a windowless room. They were all in this new house, and it just threw me to see things so recognizable in such anunfamiliar place. Like seeing your teacher outside of class, or pictures of your parents before they had children. The features, the people are the same, but the context seems misplaced.
Pets/Dogs are personifications of their owners:
Pets, like children, are products of their environment. I feel like this is especially true of dogs. I heard someone talk about this dog the other day, saying it acted like a puppy even though it was older. I thought to myself, "Well is that really a surprise? So does it's owner". This is just as true for my family dog. Lucy is anxious, needy and loving while still being anti-social, and has food issues - yep, she belongs to us.
No Sleeping:
I haven't been sleeping at all lately. It's been going on for so long, I can't even tell you. Last week I would stay up till 2 or 3 in the morning, and then get up at 6 for work. It was a sad sight, till finally on Friday I just crashed. Still up late but once I finally fell asleep I was out, and actually slept well. But the cycle as restarted this week. Not quite as late, but till about 1, and when I do
sleep, it's a fit-full. It's hard to remain peppy and optimistic on poor sleep. Last night it was happening again, but with the added problem of allergy induced misery. At 1:00 I'd had enough and went upstairs for some benadryl. An hour later it had worked it's magic, but with disturbing accuracy. My last conscious memory is of laying on my side while pulling my pillow into a hug. Next thing I knew, I was opening my eyes to see the pillow just inches from my face, my arm still outstretched over it. This scares me a little bit; to be so knocked out that I didn't even move. Not to mention I
felt like I was on a bendryl hang-over all day. But, here we are again, it's 12:56 am, I'm tired as can be, and yet I know if I put myself to bed, I will just lay there.
That's what I got from yesterday. I could go on about today's benadryl haze, Good Friday church service, or any number of other things. But this post is pretty long winded as it is, so we'll leave that for another late night.
Identifying with New Moon:
In the spirit of diving back into Young Adult books I recently finished the book Twilight and have started listening to the sequel, New Moon. Over all I find the series to be a bit repetitive and overly dramatic. However, it's about adolescents and vampires - drama was gonna be a given. But beyond that little summarization: I was listening to it the other day on my drive home, and found myself relating to the main character (a non-vampire character). This realization disturbs me a little. I don't really want to be relating to her drama, but I was. WTF. (that was me trying to be funny, with the acronym-teen speak, did it work?).
MSCL Moment:
Yesterday my mom and I went to a party thrown for a childhood and family friend who just graduated nursing school. As I was getting ready to go see her I felt this flash to My So-Called Life. This friend, E., and I first met when we were 2 years old, and where best friends till middle school. So the story-line in MSCL where Angela and Sharon drift apart was something I identified with, although I couldn't tell you which character I was in that story. To me, E. was always both of those characters. She was both popular and dangerous. I was average. I was Brian Krakow. Although this isn't true either, as I was not an
academic or considered especially "dorky", at least not to my knowledge.
Anyways, E. went on to be popular, cool; she went to parties and dated. I went on to being average. But there was never any animosity. I never resented her, or vis versa. We just drifted to different people, and that was ok. No hard feelings, just a supportive friendship whenever our worlds infrequently crossed. Which they did again yesterday, and it was great to see her.
E.'s house:
I basically grew up at E.'s house when I was younger. I would spend whole weekends at her house. There weren't that many kids in my neighborhood, but just a few blocks up, near her house, there were several in the span of 3 blocks. So I was the adopted member of the neighborhood gang. Anyways, since those days E.'s moved twice, and while I've been to each house in turn, it's been, I don't even know how long since I
was in their home again. At least two years. (Side note: I hate how after a break up it's like life has this Christ-like time line: "B.S. and A.S.: Before Scott and After Scott" in my head. When is that gonna end?) Anyways, the last time I was in E.'s house was probably B.S. Walking around the house was like walking through a museum of my
childhood, but not quite. All the artifacts where the same, with new ones added that I didn't recognize, but they weren't in the right place. The picture that used to hang over the fireplace now hangs on a crowded wall, the couch that became faded from sun in the play room now rests in a windowless room. They were all in this new house, and it just threw me to see things so recognizable in such anunfamiliar place. Like seeing your teacher outside of class, or pictures of your parents before they had children. The features, the people are the same, but the context seems misplaced.
Pets/Dogs are personifications of their owners:
Pets, like children, are products of their environment. I feel like this is especially true of dogs. I heard someone talk about this dog the other day, saying it acted like a puppy even though it was older. I thought to myself, "Well is that really a surprise? So does it's owner". This is just as true for my family dog. Lucy is anxious, needy and loving while still being anti-social, and has food issues - yep, she belongs to us.
No Sleeping:
I haven't been sleeping at all lately. It's been going on for so long, I can't even tell you. Last week I would stay up till 2 or 3 in the morning, and then get up at 6 for work. It was a sad sight, till finally on Friday I just crashed. Still up late but once I finally fell asleep I was out, and actually slept well. But the cycle as restarted this week. Not quite as late, but till about 1, and when I do
sleep, it's a fit-full. It's hard to remain peppy and optimistic on poor sleep. Last night it was happening again, but with the added problem of allergy induced misery. At 1:00 I'd had enough and went upstairs for some benadryl. An hour later it had worked it's magic, but with disturbing accuracy. My last conscious memory is of laying on my side while pulling my pillow into a hug. Next thing I knew, I was opening my eyes to see the pillow just inches from my face, my arm still outstretched over it. This scares me a little bit; to be so knocked out that I didn't even move. Not to mention I
felt like I was on a bendryl hang-over all day. But, here we are again, it's 12:56 am, I'm tired as can be, and yet I know if I put myself to bed, I will just lay there.
That's what I got from yesterday. I could go on about today's benadryl haze, Good Friday church service, or any number of other things. But this post is pretty long winded as it is, so we'll leave that for another late night.
Saturday, March 15, 2008
Dreams of Sabrina
Last night I had a dream. It was an intense dream. I won't go into the whole sequence. I will say that in it there were relatives of two people that I know who died young. I'm only noting this because today it was also one of those people's birthdays. Sabrina was an amazing person, and while she isn't here celebrating in person, I hope where ever she is she knows that we celebrate her life.
Saturday Night in the Suburbs
Not a bad Saturday night. Went to church, which I only partially paid attention to. I forgot that even though it's a nondenominational service this is a religiously rich season for lots of faiths. We sang a hymn in Hebrew and listened to a sermon about Jesus and Palm Sunday. Interesting, but wasn't really capturing my attention. I made a yummy dinner with couscous, shrimp, and snow-peas for my parents when I got back from church and from there I went to Borders.
I think I read magazines for at the very least 2 & 1/2 hours, which I can't believe considering I did the same thing yesterday at home while I avoided running. But tonight it was magazines I don't get subscriptions to, namely Entertainment Weekly. I love EW , seriously. I can read it almost cover to cover. This week's cover story on Indiana Jones had me wanting to throw a movie marathon before the 4th one comes out in May. (Seriously, how fun would that be? The 4th comes out May 22nd to be exact, and whil and we'll do it). Not to mention that the "Entertainment Throw Down" articles were awesome. I laughed out loud and wished the article had been longer.
Also tired to read Time and Newsweek and the Atlantic, but Border's doesn't stay open all night, so now I'm back home. Watching Studio 60 on my laptop, bloggin , eating cookies in bed, not sleeping like I should be. And while I feel a serious night out
with the girls needs to happen soon, over all, there are way worse to spend a Sat. night.
I think I read magazines for at the very least 2 & 1/2 hours, which I can't believe considering I did the same thing yesterday at home while I avoided running. But tonight it was magazines I don't get subscriptions to, namely Entertainment Weekly. I love EW , seriously. I can read it almost cover to cover. This week's cover story on Indiana Jones had me wanting to throw a movie marathon before the 4th one comes out in May. (Seriously, how fun would that be? The 4th comes out May 22nd to be exact, and whil and we'll do it). Not to mention that the "Entertainment Throw Down" articles were awesome. I laughed out loud and wished the article had been longer.
Also tired to read Time and Newsweek and the Atlantic, but Border's doesn't stay open all night, so now I'm back home. Watching Studio 60 on my laptop, bloggin , eating cookies in bed, not sleeping like I should be. And while I feel a serious night out
with the girls needs to happen soon, over all, there are way worse to spend a Sat. night.
Friday, March 14, 2008
Acceptance
What a fantastic day.
After a week of not getting very good or long amounts of sleep, I went to bed last night around 1 am. And slept soundly - for 10 hours! This is good too, cuz I felt all day long yesterday like I'd been bitten by a zombie. I was physically awake, but nothing was really computing. Obviously, I needed to catch up.
So after a nice sleep-in my mom knocks on my "door" (aka, the curtain that hangs were a door normally would be) and says "See this is the problem with living with your Mom,
she just can't wait for you to see it yourself and open it" while handing me a big envelope from a University I applied to a couple months ago.
I tear it open, and there's a big fat folder with forms and a acceptance letter. Thank god. It was the only school I applied to, and I wasn't sure what my plan B would be if I didn't get in. "Deal with it then" was pretty much my plan B.
But I did get in, and I'm so happy about that. There are lots of pros to this, one of which is that the library were I recently started working is very close to this school, so school and working part time at this place should work out.
There are some folks in the field that kept urging me to apply to this big state school that is one of the best in the country in this field. But I didn't. For one
thing, I didn't get into that school the first time around when I applied as an undergraduate. Not that that would count against me now. But here are the bigger more important reasons: 1.) I don't want to do distance learning. 2.) I don't want to live where this school is.
I'm not saying that distance learning isn't the best - if you can do it, go you. But it's not for me. I need structure, I need class. I need the teacher there in front of me and the deadline of going into class to motivate me to do any work. You can talk to me till your blue in the face about how there still is class, there still is the teacher and the deadlines, and you would be right. But it's just not for me. I need the interaction, face to face with teachers and classmates. I just know this about myself. I will do better if I am forced to be there. Being there is a big part of not
going to the big state school. It's not the middle of no where, because it's a big ten school and it is large. But it's not the city. It's not where I want to be. Having lived somewhere where that I didn't want to, and being miserable there, I know being near the city is another key factor in my success.
So, after the good news of getting into this one school, I set about doing errands and enjoying the amazing 58 degree weather today. My mom took me out for a celebratory chai tea, and then I came back and read magazines for forever. People, Real Simple,
and even Women's Health. I was hoping the last one would motivate me to go running. It didn't really, but I went anyways. All week, since my last run on Monday, I've been telling myself "Friday. I will go Friday. I don't have to work, I'll be able to sleep, I'll go again Friday." Now it was actually Friday and I had to go. I pushed it off for awhile, reading magazines; even getting in my running clothes but then working
on the puzzle on the dinning table for 45 minutes. But finally I went.
March 14
2.3 miles
It was a little weird running past the corner bar. Having it be crowded with the young suburban Friday night scene and me running past as fast as I could hoping I wouldn't see anyone I know loitering outside. (Who that would be I don't know, but you never know. When you're sweaty and in running clothes looking ridiculous would seem just the time life would put you in the presence of someone you know from high school.) But over all it was really a good run, and I think I might need to amp in up to 3 miles
again soon. Oh, also my friend Sarah (hi Sarah!) told me about a 5k in the town next to mine that she's running at the end of April. May be the perfect motivation to keep running over the next month.
One more thing. I'm a little upset that Quarterlife got pulled from NBC after one episode. I mean, fine, pull it if you have to. But only one episode? It wasn't great, but it wasn't horrible. And in a land full of nothing still from the writer strike repercussions you think they could have let it run even just a little bit longer. Luckily they are still showing the episodes online. I've kinda gotten sucked in. I watched two yesterday and there were some gems of narration in there, some things I identified with. Although I'm pretty sure they are gonna get ride of my favorite character in the next episode - again, I don't know why they mess with the good stuff, but they do. But despite that, I think it may be good. I'm not totally sold, but I'm still in.
After a week of not getting very good or long amounts of sleep, I went to bed last night around 1 am. And slept soundly - for 10 hours! This is good too, cuz I felt all day long yesterday like I'd been bitten by a zombie. I was physically awake, but nothing was really computing. Obviously, I needed to catch up.
So after a nice sleep-in my mom knocks on my "door" (aka, the curtain that hangs were a door normally would be) and says "See this is the problem with living with your Mom,
she just can't wait for you to see it yourself and open it" while handing me a big envelope from a University I applied to a couple months ago.
I tear it open, and there's a big fat folder with forms and a acceptance letter. Thank god. It was the only school I applied to, and I wasn't sure what my plan B would be if I didn't get in. "Deal with it then" was pretty much my plan B.
But I did get in, and I'm so happy about that. There are lots of pros to this, one of which is that the library were I recently started working is very close to this school, so school and working part time at this place should work out.
There are some folks in the field that kept urging me to apply to this big state school that is one of the best in the country in this field. But I didn't. For one
thing, I didn't get into that school the first time around when I applied as an undergraduate. Not that that would count against me now. But here are the bigger more important reasons: 1.) I don't want to do distance learning. 2.) I don't want to live where this school is.
I'm not saying that distance learning isn't the best - if you can do it, go you. But it's not for me. I need structure, I need class. I need the teacher there in front of me and the deadline of going into class to motivate me to do any work. You can talk to me till your blue in the face about how there still is class, there still is the teacher and the deadlines, and you would be right. But it's just not for me. I need the interaction, face to face with teachers and classmates. I just know this about myself. I will do better if I am forced to be there. Being there is a big part of not
going to the big state school. It's not the middle of no where, because it's a big ten school and it is large. But it's not the city. It's not where I want to be. Having lived somewhere where that I didn't want to, and being miserable there, I know being near the city is another key factor in my success.
So, after the good news of getting into this one school, I set about doing errands and enjoying the amazing 58 degree weather today. My mom took me out for a celebratory chai tea, and then I came back and read magazines for forever. People, Real Simple,
and even Women's Health. I was hoping the last one would motivate me to go running. It didn't really, but I went anyways. All week, since my last run on Monday, I've been telling myself "Friday. I will go Friday. I don't have to work, I'll be able to sleep, I'll go again Friday." Now it was actually Friday and I had to go. I pushed it off for awhile, reading magazines; even getting in my running clothes but then working
on the puzzle on the dinning table for 45 minutes. But finally I went.
March 14
2.3 miles
It was a little weird running past the corner bar. Having it be crowded with the young suburban Friday night scene and me running past as fast as I could hoping I wouldn't see anyone I know loitering outside. (Who that would be I don't know, but you never know. When you're sweaty and in running clothes looking ridiculous would seem just the time life would put you in the presence of someone you know from high school.) But over all it was really a good run, and I think I might need to amp in up to 3 miles
again soon. Oh, also my friend Sarah (hi Sarah!) told me about a 5k in the town next to mine that she's running at the end of April. May be the perfect motivation to keep running over the next month.
One more thing. I'm a little upset that Quarterlife got pulled from NBC after one episode. I mean, fine, pull it if you have to. But only one episode? It wasn't great, but it wasn't horrible. And in a land full of nothing still from the writer strike repercussions you think they could have let it run even just a little bit longer. Luckily they are still showing the episodes online. I've kinda gotten sucked in. I watched two yesterday and there were some gems of narration in there, some things I identified with. Although I'm pretty sure they are gonna get ride of my favorite character in the next episode - again, I don't know why they mess with the good stuff, but they do. But despite that, I think it may be good. I'm not totally sold, but I'm still in.
Monday, March 10, 2008
20-20-24 hours ago
Twenty-four hours ago I was in the same place. Not sleeping, not really knowing why. It seems easy enough to blame it on the time change, so I do. Knowing that if I stayed on YouTube I would get sucked into an endless blackhole of 5 minutes videos (did you know that there are people out there who put montages together of Josh & Donna from the West Wing? Not only do these montages exist, but people set them to music. And not only that, but there are even odder souls like myself who find and watch them! oh it's a sad sad cycle...)
So, after watching one or two of said "Josh & Donna" videos, I decided to write. I've been trying to keep this journal about goals, the idea being that if I write them down, even just some of the littlest things I want in life (like some new t-shirts and a good pair of shoes), that I can get better at obtaining those things/goals.
As I wrote I realized that I am in a place where I am creating new "norms." In group process it is said that there are certain stages to they way a group works. It starts out with forming, norming, storming, and performing. The beginning being that everyone is feeling each other out, seeing where the boundaries are, forming the said group. Then norms set it, where everyone has an idea what the roles and boundaries are. After that it's storming, where the group rebels against these set norms, and once a group has stormed and gotten through it, they usually re-norm/perform - they are on top of their game and working strong.
Anyways, in my own life, in the multiple characteristics that make up the group that is me, I think I'm in a forming of the norms stage. I just started this new job where I am feeling out the roles and boundaries of my position, of my schedule around this job. What are the patterns I am going to create around this life? I realized I wasn't really creating great patters for myself starting out my first week. Everything AT work was fine, fantastic in fact. But everything else around it was not.
So with the mantra of "forming new norms" in my head this morning, I tried a new outlook on my day. It's twenty-four hours later and I'm not really sure what headway I made. There were lots of things that made me pretty mad at the end of the day and I'm not really sure what to do with that energy. Write some more I guess. And of course realize that it's just one day. Starting norms for the long hall should, and certainly will, take a lot longer to actuallyimplement.
March 10, 2008
2.3581 miles
So, after watching one or two of said "Josh & Donna" videos, I decided to write. I've been trying to keep this journal about goals, the idea being that if I write them down, even just some of the littlest things I want in life (like some new t-shirts and a good pair of shoes), that I can get better at obtaining those things/goals.
As I wrote I realized that I am in a place where I am creating new "norms." In group process it is said that there are certain stages to they way a group works. It starts out with forming, norming, storming, and performing. The beginning being that everyone is feeling each other out, seeing where the boundaries are, forming the said group. Then norms set it, where everyone has an idea what the roles and boundaries are. After that it's storming, where the group rebels against these set norms, and once a group has stormed and gotten through it, they usually re-norm/perform - they are on top of their game and working strong.
Anyways, in my own life, in the multiple characteristics that make up the group that is me, I think I'm in a forming of the norms stage. I just started this new job where I am feeling out the roles and boundaries of my position, of my schedule around this job. What are the patterns I am going to create around this life? I realized I wasn't really creating great patters for myself starting out my first week. Everything AT work was fine, fantastic in fact. But everything else around it was not.
So with the mantra of "forming new norms" in my head this morning, I tried a new outlook on my day. It's twenty-four hours later and I'm not really sure what headway I made. There were lots of things that made me pretty mad at the end of the day and I'm not really sure what to do with that energy. Write some more I guess. And of course realize that it's just one day. Starting norms for the long hall should, and certainly will, take a lot longer to actuallyimplement.
March 10, 2008
2.3581 miles
Friday, March 7, 2008
LOL
Today was funny. As in, I actually laughed out loud frequently today. I wish I could discribe to you all the funny conversational hilariousness that I witnessed today. It ranged from work related to over dinner to a car ride, and all were funny. But the work situation scares me to disclose over the internet - suffice it to say that it was a very real and honest moment between my boss and a co-worker that was fantastic. The others were with friends and would be silly to type out and try to make funny to other people.
I just think it was great to laugh so much.
Besides not running so much, things are on the up=swing. I really like my new job, a lot. Which is great. I could go into all the things that appeal to me and other things about that just scare the be-jeezus outta me; but it's getting late and I need to get up early tomorrow to go work!
I just think it was great to laugh so much.
Besides not running so much, things are on the up=swing. I really like my new job, a lot. Which is great. I could go into all the things that appeal to me and other things about that just scare the be-jeezus outta me; but it's getting late and I need to get up early tomorrow to go work!
Monday, March 3, 2008
Back on
Happy Birthday Lizzie!
Monday March 3, 2008
2.3 miles
Oh man, did that suck. Getting back on the running wagon - ugh. I know not having run in awhile and then trying to run again was going to be horrible, but I need to keep this in mind the next time I think about not running.
Ok, maybe it wasn't all bad, but it wasn't good.
Not that I ever really find running enjoyable. But usually after the first mile or so I get into this rhythm and can feel ok about it. Not today. Today was just trying to keep my feet moving. It could have been the fact that I was also running in the morning, which I hate doing. I started work today (yippee!) and was there all afternoon, so I had to run in the morning if I was going to run at all. Proud of myself for
Monday March 3, 2008
2.3 miles
Oh man, did that suck. Getting back on the running wagon - ugh. I know not having run in awhile and then trying to run again was going to be horrible, but I need to keep this in mind the next time I think about not running.
Ok, maybe it wasn't all bad, but it wasn't good.
Not that I ever really find running enjoyable. But usually after the first mile or so I get into this rhythm and can feel ok about it. Not today. Today was just trying to keep my feet moving. It could have been the fact that I was also running in the morning, which I hate doing. I started work today (yippee!) and was there all afternoon, so I had to run in the morning if I was going to run at all. Proud of myself for
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