cosina
"I think being a woman is like being Irish." — Iris Murdoch
running There is a gym in town... I think it's new... anyway, their slogan is "One client - one trainer - one goal." So I was passing one of these today, and noticed that someone had taken a black marker and carefully turned the last ell into a tee, so that it said, "One client - one trainer - one goat," which I certainly found much more inspiring. I mean, it made me laugh. ("Mommy, why is that lady laughing?") If you know anything about goats, then you know that having one around would make you a lot more AWARE during your workout, because the goat will eat the laces out of your shoes and the drawstring out of your pants and... well, you can imagine the rest. I have a friend who is a nature girl and she raises goats. Once she told me a story about how she'd gone to feed the goats one evening at sunset, and she painted this very romantic picture of the big sky and the pink clouds, and this light, thin, be-ribboned, cotton dress that she was wearing, and oh, Cosina! the goats started nibbling away the ribbons and the buttons, I could feel all those little lips nibbling all over me, and THANK GOD something happened that interrupted her and threw that story off track before it went any farther! (I wish I was making this up!)
She really caught me off guard! My mouth was still hanging open in disbelief five minutes later.
But enough about goats...
I just wrote to my good friend Liz. Did I mention that Liz swims every day? (And no, there are no goats in the pool!) She's been doing this for ages, and so she's trying some new thing about miles per week or whatnot, and she was saying, "I have to do this for X number of days, because that's how long it takes for to form a habit." If you remember your high-school mathematics, X is a number. I don't know which number, and that's what I wrote to Liz to ask. "Liz? How many days did you say it takes to create a new habit?" As soon as she replies, I will pass the information on to you. If you can't guess why I care to know, I will tell you now.
I have been running every day for a certain number of days. I don't know how many, because I didn't always mention it in the blog, to my regret. I'm sure I ran Saturday, Sunday, and Monday. I don't think I ran Friday. So whenever Liz tells me the number of days, I can start counting from Saturday, which makes today the third day in a row that I ran.
And speaking of running, did you see that little Karl Rove has decided to flee from the wrath to come? Oh, my! That's yet another step closer to Cheney! Another step closer to Bush! Step down, step down, please! Watch the goat!
She really caught me off guard! My mouth was still hanging open in disbelief five minutes later.
But enough about goats...
I just wrote to my good friend Liz. Did I mention that Liz swims every day? (And no, there are no goats in the pool!) She's been doing this for ages, and so she's trying some new thing about miles per week or whatnot, and she was saying, "I have to do this for X number of days, because that's how long it takes for to form a habit." If you remember your high-school mathematics, X is a number. I don't know which number, and that's what I wrote to Liz to ask. "Liz? How many days did you say it takes to create a new habit?" As soon as she replies, I will pass the information on to you. If you can't guess why I care to know, I will tell you now.
I have been running every day for a certain number of days. I don't know how many, because I didn't always mention it in the blog, to my regret. I'm sure I ran Saturday, Sunday, and Monday. I don't think I ran Friday. So whenever Liz tells me the number of days, I can start counting from Saturday, which makes today the third day in a row that I ran.
And speaking of running, did you see that little Karl Rove has decided to flee from the wrath to come? Oh, my! That's yet another step closer to Cheney! Another step closer to Bush! Step down, step down, please! Watch the goat!
