What happened

My afternoon turned out to be a mix of good and bad. Overall, it's always good for me to get out and have some time to myself...so all things considered, it was good for me.

I sat in a nice little coffee shop downtown for a while. I wrote in my journal, and I tried to do some creative writing. It was difficult. I found myself really lacking the "oomph" and inspiration to continue with it. I understand that this is like a muscle, and that the more I work it, the stronger it will get. Sometimes getting started is the part that holds us back...with muscles and with creative drive. I left the coffee shop feeling pretty discouraged and dark about my writing. I'm not sure how to pull myself up out of this. Kicks in the ass welcome. Please. Obviously getting going isn't something I can do by myself.

I also went to The Running Room to spend my Christmas gift certificates. I'd already been in there browsing once since Christmas, but left without buying anything. I hate those jerks, as I know I've said before. After my mood took a nosedive in the coffee shop, I wasn't feeling all that enthusiastic about buying running gear...particularly from a bunch of snooty elitist "runners".

When I first got there, I didn't get a lot of notice or help. One of the employees said hello and that was it. Then after a while he came over again, and asked if he could help me with anything. We started talking a bit about running pants/tights. I decided that the only way to get some help in this place was to "act the part". I casually "let it drop" that I ran the Bluenose Marathon back in the spring. He asked if I ran the full, and when I said I did...suddenly..they were all too eager to help! At one point I had THREE employees helping me find just the right running pants. I found it interesting that suddenly, with one single comment, I had gained legitimacy in their eyes.

It did, however, work, and I left the store with some nice new running pants and a running jacket. The outfit certainly doesn't make me any more of a runner than I was before...even though some people will now think that.... ;) The weather forecast for next week promises some lovely temperatures and sun...it'll be good to get back out there with a little regularity. I've been slacking on the early morning routine for the last month or so...it's time to get back to what I know is best for me.

So tonight I am doing okay. It's sushi night, and I'm just waiting for Chris to be finished putting Mo to bed and then we're going to sit down and relax. I need it.