Whew. Now that was a grinding run I thought to myself as I crossed the finish line of my twelfth 5K race of the year.
The journey that brought me to this point on a cold and blustery day was one that I did not even fathom way back on Valentine’s Day weekend when this all started. It was also a frigid day back on that afternoon when I finally succumbed to the reality that I looked and felt like crap. Oh, there was no mistake about how I looked. Perhaps I was in denial for months and had settled into the winter malaise that most adhere to, and use as an excuse to let themselves go. Yet, it was more than that. Much more. I have always been an active person with an upbeat and youthful outlook, and from what I have been told, appear younger than my chronological age. That all seemed to fall apart as the winter of 2015 dragged into 2016 and I was feeling the damage of what I had done to myself physically. On that cold windy day in February as I participated in the Cupid’s Undie Run for charity I hit rock bottom. I was out of breath and huffing it after jogging less than a mile. I felt like a slug, and after seeing pictures of my bloated form, looked like one. Even worse, after I had sent my parents some pics of me at the event they mentioned that I looked kind of portly.
Somehow every once in a while it seems that someone out there likes what I pen on this blog. I guess it depends on one’s reading taste – or lack of it! (I kid – don’t hate on me John!) Not too long ago I was nominated for the Sunshine Award. It’s an award given by bloggers to other bloggers who “positively and creatively inspire others in the blogosphere”, or something to that gist. To think that I actually have that kind of influence is both rewarding and a bit laughingly twisted! Could you just imagine if I decided to try my hand at politics? Then again, there is no way in heck I would want the skeletons in my past exposed, so that is out of the question. It’s bad enough that I now have to expose some of myself here as part of this award acceptance. No, I am not putting up any nude pics of myself either so don’t get your hopes up. (I charge a fee for those.) No, this exposure is more of the personality quirks kind. I’m not sure anyone wants to know these things about me but since you’ve read this far you might as well stick around for the torment. Continue reading I’m just a freaking ray of Sunshine Award aren’t I?→
Has it really been one year already? I just realized that here we sit on the first day of November and I have been at this blog thing now for one year. My one year “blogiversary” so to speak. It just seems like yesterday that a few friends of mine who have blogs of their own suggested that I give blogging a try. Monique at Food Snob 2.0, Kristy at Baking, Photography, and Sarcasm, Angel at NYC Talking, and Bonnie at A Little Unhinged among a few others were very instrumental in helping me pop my blogging cherry. They offered advice and knowledge on how to get started, and helped me out as I my computer challenged brain tried to wrap my mind around how to set up my page, layout, and the technology involved that I could use to run a blog. Even though it seems I am up and running pretty smoothly now I am still learning the ins and outs of what the heck I am doing as far as blogging goes. Continue reading Has it been one year blogging already? I’ll drink to that!→
Hey, guess what? I’ve been nominated for a new award. I have no clue why, other than the fact that someone out there must be obsessed with my incoherent scribble that I write about. Maybe I have a stalker or two. Should I be flattered or scared? Either way, I am flattered and it is an honor to be recognized and nominated for the Liebster Award. From what I gather this award is given to those newer and creative blogs out there, the “up and comers”, that have been discovered along the way by fellow bloggers. Crazy right?
Now here are the pesky rules one must adhere to when accepting the Liebster:
1. Thank the person who nominated you.
2. Post eleven random facts about yourself.
3. You answer the eleven questions asked by the person who nominated you.
4. You think of a new set of eleven questions and nominate eleven others to answer them.