It’s a new month. Time to get some things off my chest…
Confession: I feel like a lot of my posts lately have been extremely random and sometimes not my best work. This makes me sad/mad for a few reasons…1) I love this space, 2) I love writing, 3) I love you guys and don’t want to be “just another blog.” I have some plans for a blog projects and even a redesign, but I keep telling myself “I’ll do that after graduation.” Of course, that will turn into “oh, next week/month/etc.” I’m still waiting until after graduation for the bulk of my “blog transformation” but I want to make mini-changes now. New posts will be 3x a week instead of the 4-5 I was doing before. Not sure of the days yet, and they might vary every week. There’s A LOT I want/need to improve on so it will be a slow progression. I hope you still stick around :)
Confession: I watched the NYC Marathon yesterday and even though I had FOMO pains, I had a huge wave of excitement and motivation. A big congrats to all of the runners! The NYC Marathon, more so than the historic Boston Marathon, is the epitome of marathons to me. I have more of a connection to New York than any other major city and now to this race in particular. The fact that I’ve already done it is crazy, but I’ll be back…on a warmer, less windy day.
“If you are losing faith in the human race, go out and watch a marathon.” -Katherine Switzer. SO FREAKING TRUE.
Confession: I love the Christmas decorations in stores.
Sorry, I don’t think it’s too early now. It might be time to turn on the Christmas music soon…
Confession: It was 85 degrees + 87% humidity yesterday. Yesterday was November 1, by the way. I may “fake” complain about missing the fall, but I seriously love the sun and heat.
Confession: The extent of my Halloween celebrations was passing out KIND bars on campus for a healthy Halloween “treat.” Something so simple can make someone’s day…I love that and I love my job.
Confession: The time change threw me off. I L.O.V.E. that it’s light out in the morning now, but I wanted to go to bed at 7 p.m. because the sky was pitch black.
Confession: I’m mentally preparing myself for this coming Sunday (aka the day I was supposed to run my marathon). I’m not a special snowflake who is the only one injured, but it still sucks. Actually, I’m already scared about re-injuring myself once I come back. I guess it’s too early to worry about that, but hey, it’s confession time.
*Linking up to MIMM*