Sunday, April 18, 2010

Happy Blogoversary To Me!

It has been three years today that I began this blog. What was I thinking.

Who knew I had so many thoughts, feelings, ideas and words swirling around in my head, enough to write about a few times a week. I sure didn't.

But what did I think I was going to write about? I'm not a particularly interesting person. I don't hold a high-powered or visible position. I don't really travel much. This couldn't be one of those wonderful "Mommy Blogs" that has tons of anecdotal material to share about raising kids. My sons are grown, wonderful men, devoted husbands and loving fathers, so of course they don't live with me. I didn't have plan like the Julie/Julia Project that ultimately led to the book that ultimately led to the movie and made Julie Powell a household name (bitch). I'm not into gossip and I don't know any celebrities. I'm not an expert on nuclear waste, politics or financial failure (except my own). To be quite honest, I'm not particularly good at any one specific thing except college and university financial aid, but after so many years of yakking away at student's sitting in my office trying to convince me to help them circumvent the federal and state "systems" so they can get enough "free" money to support themselves so they don't have to get a part-time job, I'm burned out on talking about financial aid.

No, I wanted to talk about my weight, my health and how I could be better at managing both as a "maturing" woman. I had no idea that this blog would evolve from attempting to come to grips with my struggle with my weight into a plethora of thoughts and feelings about my everyday life, my loves, my hates, my desires, my spirituality or faith (or lack thereof) and the small town southern world that now surrounds this transplanted former hippie-dippie Southern California gal.

In my first post, I wrote about my "progress" to become a beginning runner. Three years later, I still struggle with being motivated to continue to run. I always think that if I could accomplish running just one whole mile without stopping, that would be the motivation I need to continue. I have yet to achieve that goal for any numbers of reasons and/or excuses, but I refuse to give up hope and I will start over a hundred times ~ walk 5 minutes, run 1 minute, etc. ~ if I must, and I will eventually do it. I may be 80 years old at the time, so don't get your high-fives ready just yet.

When I initially started this blog, I was looking for some anonymity and privacy. I know that sounds contradictory, but what I mean by that is I mostly wanted to be anonymous from my family. In the past, opening up to my family had been a very painful process. I'd been judged, ridiculed, ignored and wound up feeling hurt, angry and vulnerable. When members of my family found my blog, I got nervous. But what I learned is I had grown considerably, become stronger, less frightened and more comfortable and self-assured. And I even have a sense of humor.

So, my dear readers, I sincerely thank you for caring enough to take a minute from your day to stop by, read my words, feel my pain (that was joke), make comments, send emails and express your encouragement and/or disbelief. High fives, handshakes and ass grabs all around!


altadenahiker said...

Happy Blogday to you. I've enjoyed visiting. Your writing and your voice always ring true. Plus, you provide generous doses of a really snide sense of humor.

Teena in Toronto said...

I've always wanted to be a runner. I just finished week 7 of the Couch to 5K running program. Whoohoo!

Happy blogoversary :)