Cynthia from You Signed Up for What?, Courtney from Eat Pray Run DC, and Mar from Mar on the Run, chose 5 things you love for this Friday’s 5 linkup. It’s really difficult to limit it to just 5 things! I could just go on and on. See, I really am a half glass full gal although it hasn’t seemed that way recently.
I’m going to share 5 things I love and none of them will have anything to do with running. I have many loves! Consider this to be another getting to know me post.
Sadly, I so rarely get out to see movies anymore. I’m hoping to go see one this weekend. I’m hoping Chester can hold it that long. Movies these days are long!
My parents have always loved movies; growing up, that was their entertainment — every Saturday they went to the movies. In fact, even though they’re in their late 80s, they still go every Saturday.
They passed that love on to all 3 of us. Movies can challenge you, make you think, make you laugh, make you cry, scare the bejeezus out of you, stun you with their beauty, take you to places you might never get a chance to see, educate you, and sometimes very simply take your cares away for a few hours.
I was that kid: always had my nose in a book. I don’t read as many books these days, but I’m still reading every day. Library books. Magazines. On my kindle. Blogs.
Everything I said about movies? They apply to books, too, only you have to use your imagination, which sometimes can be even more fun.
I read before going to sleep every night. I read while drinking my tea in the morning.
I don’t read while eating, though. Too distracting. I want to taste my food. I used to, of course, as most of us do, but it’s a bad habit that I broke.
I come from a long line of awesome bakers, but I am self taught. My mom didn’t like help in the kitchen. But I like to eat.
Now I know lots of people who love to eat but use their ovens to store their pans. I don’t get that. If I had the time and it wouldn’t cause me to weight 300 pounds, I’d bake almost every day. There’s something so soothing about it to me.
And of course then you have goodies to eat.
I know a lot of people who’ve never had a massage or don’t like it. Okay, I can understand having never taken the plunge. But not like massage? I just don’t get that. If I were rich, I’d have a masseuse on my staff.
Both my mom and my MIL do not like massage. They don’t like to be touched. Maybe it’s a generational thing?
I seriously love being massaged. I even love foam rolling my back because that feels so good!
My husband & animals
My husband will tell you that it really ought to be the animals, then him. It’s kind of a toss up. But if he hadn’t at least tolerated animals, I very much doubt I would have married him, much less stay married to him for 30 years.
My parents also helped to instill a love of animals; we always had a cat and a dog growing up.
I feel about my animals the same way I do about running and deprivation: yes, they are a never-ending time suck, but they give back so much more than they take. And even though there is always the heartache of losing a beloved animal, since their lives are so short, the love they give in those short lives makes up for the inevitable heartache.
What are your loves that have nothing to do with running?