So I haven't posted anything in a while....I thought I should wait until I had a good story. But I started reading this book, God Doesn't Blink by Regina Brett. For those of you who haven't heard of this author, she is a columnist for Cleveland's newspaper, The Plain Dealer. I have always liked her columns and a few years back she wrote one about 45 life lessons she has learned. Five years later she added 5 more lessons and reprinted the column. So many people liked it that she decided to expand on those lessons and create a book. I just love it. It is inspiring, real, sincere, and practical. Her life wasn't perfect and she shares little anecdotes from her past to make each lesson something that the common man can relate to. When I read her stories, her ideas...I see myself. Anyway....one of her lessons or maybe it's a blend of a few, talks about not waiting. Whatever it is you want to do....go back to school, become a writer, lose weight, clean out your garage, forgive someone, call a long lost friend....you just need to start doing it. It doesn't have to be completed all in one day. Your attempt doesn't have to be perfect. But if you wait for it to be perfect...you'll just keep waiting. It sounds so simple...yet that idea resonated so profoundly with me. I am a waiter. Not the kind that works in a restaurant and serves people food (although I used to do that). But in life...I WAIT...a lot...for what I am not sure.
I recently started working out again. My goal is to run in a 5k this September in honor of my friend who is fighting breast cancer. This past week I hit a snag. My left knee is killing me. My doctor thinks it is "runner's knee". Whatever it is...it freaking hurts. It hurt so much I could barely walk. Chad (husband) told me to take a break from running for at least a week. Part of me was happy...the lazy, loves to watch crappy TV while sipping a beer was celebrating. But the other part of me..was depressed. Great. I set out to do something and 3 weeks in I hit a snag. Just one more thing I can't do or fell short on. But you know what...that is crap. I have sincerely felt so much better since I started running. I don't know if it is the endorphins that are supposedly released when you exercise OR the fact that is feels good to do something that I didn't think I could do...but I have felt really good about myself. I haven't lost any weight, but I look better. Chad even said I look thinner and leaner. My weight might be the same number...but it is a better version of that number than it was before I started running. So today I decided to go biking. I pulled out this bike we keep in our basement for my father in law (avid biker) to use when he visits us from NY. And away I went. I loved it! This might be it for me. Waaaaaaay better than running. And when I came home I decided to write. What am I waiting for anyway? No more waiting.....this post may be boring or stupid to some people...but it is real and the truth...my truth. Ian just told me it is time to go read a library book together....I agree!
