Oh my gosh, three days without a post? I can hardly BEAR it!
Life has been busy, as usual over here in marathonsam-land. I had a great time running the Rock ‘n’ Roll Seattle Half Marathon on Saturday, but now I’m back at my usual running and research routine, and up to my old tricks.
I must be honest. Today the well of inspiration for blog posts was running a little dry. I tried to capture the muse by working myself into a lather of righteous indignation for yet another topical tirade about climate change, or food policy: sometimes it’s easier to be opinionated than original, if you can’t get inventive you might as well get incensed!
I decided against adding another polemic to the pile of pessimism clogging up this wide and wonderful series of tubes we call the internet. Instead, in the spirit of honesty, and my compulsive need to over-share, the theme of this post is: Tuesday Truths. Marathonsam is normally a forum for me to present a carefully curated version of what I am thinking about or what’s going on in my life. Normally I only share the things that that I am proud of (marathons, skiing trips, adventures with my friends, oatmeal toppings). Here’s a little peek backstage into some of my personal peculiarities that might not be so fully-functional.
It’s time to tell some secrets!
1) I haven’t been to the dentist in over a year.
I’m pretty embarrassed about this one. I have good dental insurance. I brush and floss every day. I put such a premium on healthy eating, exercise and taking care of my body, yet a somehow I just never find the time to get myself in for a professional teeth cleaning. Earth to space-cadet blogger: your teeth are a PART of your body, and gingivitis is a silent killer.
2) I am intimidated by public transit.
There are 2 very good reasons that I bike commute, and one deeply silly reason.
I love that cycling gets me some exercise while it gets me to work. I love that cycling is a zero carbon form of transportation (unless you count the carbon that makes up my fork…which is not really how global warming works). I am really REALLY bad at taking the bus. I can never make it to the stop on time, even with an iPhone app that tells me exactly when the next bus is coming. If I do make it on the bus, I feel nervous the whole time. What if I get lost in my book and miss my stop…again? What if a weird and smelly person sits next to me? What if I’M a weird and smelly person and people are judging me? None of these fears are rational nor reasonable.
I live in Seattle- we have great public transit (DESPITE the funding cuts), it is a convenient and cost effective way to navigate the Emerald City. Yet I will consistently pay out the nose for parking downtown (when biking becomes impractical) rather than board a bus. It’s silly.
3) I take the elevator at work.
My lab at the UW Medical Center is on the second floor. The corridor that connects our wing with the rest of the building is on the fifth floor. The supply stockroom is in the basement. I almost always opt for the elevator for transport between these locations. Every time I punch the call button I tell myself: “it’s OK to take the elevator, you ran a lot this morning.” There’s something a little upside-down and backwards in using a healthy behavior to justify an unhealthy choice.
4) I peed behind a dumpster before the start of the Rock ‘n’ Roll Half Marathon.
18,000 runners participated in Saturday’s race. The event was VERY well organized, but there simply aren’t sufficient Honey Buckets in the Pacific Northwest to accommodate 18,000 anxious runners at the same time.
I’m not proud that I skipped the line and relieved myself en plein air (not to mention in plain view of some innocent tourists). Yet, when nature calls…marathonsam must answer.
I think four confessions is enough for right now. I don’t need to air out ALL of my dirty laundry all at once. Confessing (some of) my quirks felt nice, I hope we can still be friends, now that you know I’m a public pee-er with potential periodontitis. I hope to win back your good graces with extraordinarily excellent content in the future. I will leave you with a Seattle picture, and a haiku about the Summer Solstice.
The year’s longest day
Feels too short, when filled with fun!
Enjoy beauty, be happy.
All right, own up! What’s your confession for today?