setting it straight
3 / 26 / 2010I’ve been thinking lately. Weird, I know. It’s what happens when I have entirely too much time on my hands.
That or I’m stuck at a laundromat waiting for my clothes to finish washing in a freakishly massive machine that is probably considering lots of devilish activities.
Anyway, you decide. But the whole point is, I’ve been thinking.
First, I wanted to thank you – all of you – for the post-marathon comments and congratulations. It was SUPER hard and by the way, not only did we see tiny fairies with hula skirts, Tim also informed me the other day that somewhere around mile 18, he strongly considered asking them for a ride. To where is anyone’s guess. Far, far away from the heat and the pain, I’m sure.
Now? Now we’re going to delve into an area of pain neither of us has ever experienced.
Triatholons.
Yes. Gluttons for punishment.
(actually, it’s more like we just *really* like to eat)
Anyhow, I’m totally off topic. The whole point here is that I feel like I’ve semi-broken our nice little line of communication (a la comments). It’s more like I never respond to you, so you have no idea what I’m thinking. If we were face to face, it’d probably go something like, “ummm…hellooo? I’m pretty sure I just spoke. And I’m also pretty sure you’re supposed to respond.”
Yah. Sorry. Truly.
This is exhibit A on why I have zero friends.
I forget to talk back.
I read every single comment – usually on my iPhone – mostly on the go. It’s not that I’m always *going* somewhere. It’s usuallt because that’s when I have a free moment.
Like now. At the laundromat.
It feels like life has been moving at an almost uncontrollable pace and I just cannot. keep. up. There’s always SOMETHING to do. And that something never seems to be blog related.
And it sucks. I refuse to totally stop blogging because… it’s my thing, I guess. It’s an outlet for me…and sometimes for you. I’ve given up on my visions of grandeur with blogging…with ten million readers…with all sorts of recognition.
It’s just me. And you.
And I appreciate all of you. Tons. Loads, even.
I just wanted to say that.
That you are important to me, to this little blog. So you know your reading or lurking or commenting is not in vain.
*sigh*
Laundry’s done.
Thats okay, I am used to talking and not getting an answer, happens all the time with my husband.
Triathalon? Sigh…I should start training or somthing cause I really like to eat too.
Triathlon? Wow. Ambitious. My daily exercise routing involves walking up the stairs to me flat…
Know what you mean about life moving on too fast. It’s nearly April already… how did that happen?!
In real life, I’m the one that never gets back to people. I’m not proud of it, but I have this strange mental block that keeps me from remembering people that aren’t within my immediate vicinity. If I don’t see you, you don’t exist…
Internet people are privileged because a) I spend a lot of time on the internet and b) I kind of feel like all of you are my imaginary friends since I have no REAL proof that you exist in reality.
I never said I’m not crazy… It just makes my life more interesting!
Yeah I get ignored a lot too. So it’s okay if one of the people in my computer ignores me sometimes. I still like you. Even if you are psycho, as evidenced by the fact that you agreed to do a triathalon. Dang…
Congrats on the marathon by the way.
I think I’ve told you before…..I ain’t going anywhere. I get your busy, its obvious. And so what if your fucking blog eats my comments. lol
And I rarely meet people with no filter like me that can get away with it.
You guys went retard in the head from the heat during the marathon or something.
A Triathalon??? Isnt that like 4 bagillion miles of running and biking and snowshoeing or something??
A guy I work with does a quadrathalon every year on top of a MOUNTAIN, and he’s like 55. Beat that.
Just kidding, I can’t even run a mile much less a whole dang marathon. Good job and good luck!
A triathlon! You are crazy.
Don’t worry about responding to comments. I assume you read them all, I don’t need a reply back. I understand how real life can get in the way of blog life, real life is more important after all.
I have a problem doing that sometimes also. I reply in my head but actually getting around to replying back is hard. Becuase when I do get in front of the comp I just want to punch out a post. But I’m here so Hi!!!!!
A- you are my absolute hero. For running a marathon and for even considering doing triathlons.
It’s totally understandable that you don’t reply to all of your commenters… Sometimes you have limited time just to get a new post up, and the comments fall by the wayside. It can take a few days to make sure that you acknowledge them, or make a visit to their blog. That’s just as much of the process as the actual blogging part, I’ve learned this so far.
But it’s so freaking fun.
@txtingmrdarcy: I’ve never been anyone’s hero before. Do I get a cape?