Breaking News: Old Lady Runs
I just ran a mile for the 1st time in about 20 years - no lie. The context for this is that I'm a sort-of coach with my son's Special Olympics cross-country running team. He runs with the fast guys, I run with the slow runners. There is probably no other group with whom I'd feel more comfortable shuffling along at my old-lady pace. The athletes are unconditionally accepting, good-natured, encouraging of any effort, notice, but don't judge who is faster than whom, and just happy to be doing what they're doing. Even doing the old-lady shuffle, I'm faster than the other athletes in my group, which is of interest to no one but me, who is less able than my fellow runners to remain in Be Here Now mode.
I'm actually very jazzed about this accomplishment, and want to keep it up. When I ran years ago, I felt compelled to run at a faster pace to keep up with my running friends, and was always winded and uncomfortable and feeling inadequate. Thank you, Special O folks, you make me feel good.
This almost - but not quite - makes up for the fact that the pottery class at my local community college that I've been taking for the last 4 years was cancelled due to low enrollment. I'm very bummed by that, and since I do not have my own studio, am scrambling to find someplace that I can throw and fire and glaze for not an outrageous amount of money.
I'm actually very jazzed about this accomplishment, and want to keep it up. When I ran years ago, I felt compelled to run at a faster pace to keep up with my running friends, and was always winded and uncomfortable and feeling inadequate. Thank you, Special O folks, you make me feel good.
This almost - but not quite - makes up for the fact that the pottery class at my local community college that I've been taking for the last 4 years was cancelled due to low enrollment. I'm very bummed by that, and since I do not have my own studio, am scrambling to find someplace that I can throw and fire and glaze for not an outrageous amount of money.