I have an observation to share. I am attempting to start the new year off right - eating healthy, exercising, taking care of myself, etc. I went to Kroger the other day and was walking down each aisle and noticed the most cruel of all things. The DIET food is on the same aisle as the CANDY BARS? I mean, really, is that absolutely necessary? It's like the diet/candy/grocery people got together and decided to just taunt all of us out there struggling to make healthy choices. As if there are not enough challenges out there everyday...
Next subject... I have a friend who is going through a break up. His (ex) girlfriend has a fairly popular blog. So, we were talking about her blogging subject matter (the break-up) and he said, "I can't believe I ever dated someone who BLOGS." Ok, I love this guy dearly, he's one of my favorite people, but I was a bit annoyed. Perhaps it triggered my insecurity as a blogger - Do I really have anything worthwhile to say? Do people really want to read what I have to say? I don't have any cute kids to photograph... the list of why not to blog goes on. Then I just thought it was kind of rude. What's the harm in expressing yourself and letting others read and give you feedback? Granted, I do have this almost insurmountable fear that a blog will come back to haunt me someday, but I still get something out of sharing my thoughts. I am a bit of a reserved blogger though; the majority of my friends know nothing about this blog and I'm fine with that. Then they'd want to TALK about the things I just want to WRITE about! :)
And onto the final subject in this stream of consciousness post: I am going SNOW SKIING next week!! At least two of you that read this know about the gimpish sports I've gotten involved in. I know, I know, that is not "pc" in the most remote way, but it.is.funny. There's an adaptive sports program here in Knoxville and I've had some incredible opportunities because of it. I went snow skiing last year and it was amazing. Amazing. I had the best teacher ever. I've attempted snow skiing before but couldn't quite make it all work. Bobby (aka best teacher ever) never gave me the option of NOT doing something or easing into things. He put me in skis, watched me for maybe 20 minutes, and then we hit the slopes! It was incredible.
While I am really looking forward to next week and skiiing, I am a bit annoyed. To say that the IRC is a little bit unorganized is an understatement. This has frustrated me from the beginning and I fully intended to offer to help, but I just got caught up in life. So, basically, I never received the info about the ski clinic, but knew it was happening. I just assumed it was the typical lack of organization so I emailed and said, "Hey, what's the name of that place where we stay?" The response was something like an "oh, no, I don't have you on my list. I've already done the schedule." My immediate response was tears. I have been looking forward to this week for a year and I can't even describe what it means to me. I was SO frustrated. Luckily, they were able to work me into the schedule, but I only have one lesson with Bobby (again, best teacher ever) so I'm a bit bummed by that.
The week will be good, I know it will. I just have high expectations after working with Bobby last year. I hope I'll be kind to my new instructor! :)
Here are some photos from last year:
Look Ma, I can ski!
Bobby-Wan Kanobi
1 comment:
You are hilarious :) And thanks for the shout out :) So...I am teh same about people seeing what I write. This whole 'for the world to see what I'm thinking and feeling' is so new to me. I somehow feel that it is anonamouse (hee, hee) so i feel better about it. the only reason i got brave enough to do the blog thing is that i have pics of john. i am so much more impressed by the fact that you are so mature and imaginative to realize that you don't have to have something to blog about to get online. plus, you are hilarious. that is reason enough to share your stream of consciousness. you were such a fun rd and there was no b.s. with you. i appreciated that. lots of love this new year. bye now.
Post a Comment