I’m Thinking Out Loud , randomly, in no particular order: things ending, another movie, sleeping patterns, and running with dogs. Because that’s my life! Well, running with a dog, anyway.
Expect troubles as an inevitable part of life, and repeat to yourself, the most comforting words of all; this, too, shall pass.
— Anne Landers
This too shall pass
One of my mom’s favorite sayings. Of course, while something hard is happening, it seems like it will never pass. Every time this past year I thought my life was getting back to normal, something else happened.
Everything has a beginning and an end, and I am happy to report that my parents’ home, my childhood home, is now listed. Just in case you’d like to move into a relatively large home right behind Vassar College, you can look at it here. Feel free to pass along the link to anyone that might be interested. It cleaned up pretty well.
I still remember our very first meal in that house — pizza, I think, sitting on the kitchen floor of the empty house my parents had just bought, partially so that my sister and I no longer had to share a bedroom — I was 9, she was 16.
Go see Boston: The Documentary
If you have the chance to rent it, or it’s re-released again at some point, it’s well worth it. I never go to evening movies. Heck, I can fall asleep watching tv at night at home. Despite it being way past my bedtime, I didn’t nod off at all.
I also don’t remember ever hearing Matt Damon (who is supposed to narrate it) at all.
But did I sleep in the next day?
Nope. And that’s my problem — I don’t usually sleep any later even if I go to bed later. I do occasionally sleep later when we’re on vacation (no animals to take care of, no pressing matters on my mind) — but even that is rare.
People (and by people I mainly mean my family, who all seem to be night owls) give me a hard time about going to bed early all the time. Mr. Judy and I can go to sleep at the same time (like Tuesday night), but I’ll be out of bed at least an hour before he is.
My FIL used to go to bed even earlier. No one gave him a hard time. I think there’s a double standard there.
Come run Utah with me
We’re a month away from the Utah Valley Marathon (or half, or 10k) and code crj15 still gets you 15% off of your registration.
I’m running the half, and quite a few other bloggers will be racing, too.
Disclaimer: I make a small amount of money if you register using my code.
I find the dogs together more and more these days. Not all the time, but definitely more frequently.
We also took our first run with the Tuff Mutt Hands Free Leash (Amazon affiliate link) yesterday. It’s still easier to run solo, I have to admit, but I do think this will be a game changer. Holding the leash while running with Bandit might be the culprit in some hip pain — we’ll see.
In fact, I often wondered how people who have lost a limb run without pain — or do they just accept it will always be painful? I’m guessing they do. And it’s pretty amazing to me that they still do just do it.
Talk to me. Tell me in the comments:
Do you feel any attachment to your childhood home?
Successful running with a dog (and what tools do you need)?
Have you thought about how it must feel to run with a disability?
I’m linking up with Amanda at Running with Spoons for her: