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I am not very social. The words “we should hang out together” come out of my mouth about as much as “I can’t wait to go shopping!”. That would be, NEVER.

If our lives happen to cross paths, though, I am very nice and funny. On a daily basis, I get along with most people very well. People open up to me often, share things… 

But that is where I draw the line. I see my handful of childhood friends during the holidays, because, let’s face it, they are more like family than friends, and I do go the extra mile to be around my family. But new friends, not so much. 

Perhaps it’s due to the spanking I took last year with a new work friendship I had made that went about as bad as possible, for reasons still unknown to me. Or maybe it’s because every new person I meet seems to think we can bond by tearing someone else apart… that is so high school, people. It’s all I can do to stop myself from participating, because it’s so easy to be nasty, and so much more difficult to be… nice… all the time.

But I want to be nice, and I want to be drama-free, so I live a relatively anti-social life. 

But on occasion, I get asked to do something, and when I decline, I feel just plain fucking awful. 

Such an occasion came up last Friday. 

My boss asked me to go to his daughter’s birthday party and put me on the spot. I joked with him, saying, “You know how anti-social we are!” He knows I avoid these things, and so does my husband. We just don’t like to do these things, plain and simple. I also do not want to “bond” with him and his family. I like things the way they are - no overlapping between personal and work lives. 

But I’m sure I came off like an ass, and he got the message that we won’t go b/c I don’t want to go, and my husband doesn’t want to go. 

This has bothered me all weekend, way more than it’s worth. I just wonder why some people have that gene that makes them want to be invited to parties, and why some don’t. Because not having that gene makes me feel like I got an “ass” gene instead. 

Playing catch-up here. Wed - 3 miles. Thurs - 3 miles. Fri - rest. Sat - 5 miles, Sun - 4 miles. My stomach took a bad turn this weekend. I’m hoping I have sorted out the cause.

Saturday we went to Rodeo Beach, right near the Golden Gate Bridge. It was beautiful and just what we needed. My littlest one loves his very patriotic glasses, and got many compliments on them. ;-) 

Early Sunday morning, at about 3:20 am (ish), I was jolted awake by an earthquake. The epicenter was about 20 minutes away, and it was a 6.0. I jumped out of my bed and into my little one’s room. I pulled him out of his bed and into the doorway (I do not have much faith in his bed) and yelled at my older son to do the same. Concerned about aftershocks, I kept them downstairs for about 15 minutes. We checked for gas leaks, and then everyone went back to bed. 

Exciting weekend, to be sure. 

5 mile run tonight. 45 minutes on the stationary bike and a little bit of strength training last night. 

I love running. I love what it has done for me mentally and physically. I love feeling strong. 

I love where I run. It has been a little while since I’ve run by the waterfront. The view was stunning tonight, I couldn’t help but stop, even though I didn’t need the break. I don’t know the girl that was in that last picture, but I do know she seemed very happy to be outside, walking along the beautiful bay tonight.

Saturday/Sunday

I’m becoming more focused in my runs, hence the lack of photographs. I’m pleased to have my focus back. I can lose time and distance without thinking about anything. 

Hi there guys. :-) 
Um, yeah, I pretty much suck at taking photos of myself this way. 
Let’s see, 4 miles Wednesday and another 3 today. Slowly building back up the mileage. 

Hi there guys. :-) 

Um, yeah, I pretty much suck at taking photos of myself this way. 

Let’s see, 4 miles Wednesday and another 3 today. Slowly building back up the mileage. 

See, I love this. Not knowing what is on the other side of that hill. Even if it’s nothing particularly special (and it wasn’t), it’s still fun to explore the unknown. 

This area, though, is not really the ideal place to go exploring. The first time I ran along this path (much further back on the trail), I had to check to make sure the guy lying face down in the middle of the trail wasn’t dead — he wasn’t dead, just passed out from all the alcohol he consumed (bottles right next to his body). 

Today, I ran further along the trail, and bravely (read: stupidly) ran into an area that I had a sinking feeling was a very, very, very bad place to go. The lowered Suburban full of guys that moved at the same pace I did for about 3 minutes almost sent me on an all-out sprint. Some places I just don’t belong in, and this is one of them. Oh well.

45 minutes on the stationary bike on Monday, followed by some GI Jane push ups. I tried to do some sit ups, but I seriously tore some ab muscles the last go round, so that didn’t happen. 

4 mile run tonight, with hills.

I tried to take a nice picture, but I kind of fell apart. I’ve been in an extraordinarily giddy mood today. I’m not sure what they put in the coffee this morning.

More on my run yesterday. 

I ran from home to the next town over. This town is RUN DOWN. Most of the stores that line the main drag are empty, save for the molded contents inside. Most of the lots are overgrown with weeds and rusted cars. People used to frequent the dive bars; now they line up to beg for forgiveness in one of the churches that line every street corner.

So why do I run here? Because over the years, this place has become one of the few towns that really captures my imagination. From the dingy restaurants to the dark sketchy alley ways, there is no shortage of ideas for those of us that thrive on our imaginations. I’ve even written short stories about this place.

Why do I like working here? Because I can wear anything that I want, including Jimi t-shirts. I’m currently listening to B.B. King. Although life is stressful, my spirit feels light today. Even while listening to the blues.
I think it’s due to the 7 miles I ran yesterday. 

Why do I like working here? Because I can wear anything that I want, including Jimi t-shirts. I’m currently listening to B.B. King. Although life is stressful, my spirit feels light today. Even while listening to the blues.

I think it’s due to the 7 miles I ran yesterday. 

sit ups from Hell and 45 minutes on the stationary bike — yesterday.

I was already super sore first thing this morning. Ahhh… I like being sore, it means I’m pushing myself.

A night of rest after a stressful week. 

And tomorrow, I run.