I’m having one of those mornings when things feel just a little off kilter. Like this playhouse we found in Italy that was built in the 1500’s, though it was purposely built off balance. Anyway, I’m hoping it’s not a sign for the week, I’ve got a lot to do!
- My first news of the week is that Getting Older Has Its Perks! I ran the Basin Harbor 10K over the weekend (it was a perfect running day, even with the rain, and the course is beautiful, as any of you that know the Basin Harbor property can imagine) but the best bit – I came in first in my age category! I run, I run a lot and I’ve been a runner most of my life. All that being said, I am solidly a middle-of-the-pack runner. I don’t win things. (Except life, I think I’m winning at life!) I had glimmers of being a hotshot runner when I was a pre-teen/teenager but I have honestly not won anything since then. Until Saturday! I still wasn’t speedy, but I was there, and the pack is starting to thin out at my age….yay for me!
- While I’m cheering for myself here, I also read an article about a ‘real’ runner, one of the current US greats – Deena Kastor. She’s written a book (Let Your Mind Run) all about the power of positive thinking. And, without meaning to sound hokey, she talks about the tangible difference it makes to her running performance when she talks nicely to herself rather than negatively. I’ve always tried to do some element of this on my runs. I don’t run with headphones, I just never got into the habit of it. So I think a lot. I talk to myself. I make lists and plans. And when I realize that I’m thinking too much about how many more miles I have or whether that is actually a niggle in my ankle or maybe I should just turn around here, I try and do a mental switch. I start listing what is good in my life. I list things I’m thankful for. I think about what I get to eat when I get home. Positive thinking can be powerfully distracting and sometimes distraction is all you need to get a job done.
- I am so jealous of this couple who have bought and are renovating the historic Upsala Mansion in Philadelphia. I’m going to tell you that I grew up just down the street from this house and this is going to give you a wildly incorrect picture of where I grew up. We lived in and around an extremely historic part of Philadelphia, there are numerous beautiful old stone buildings and historic markers. All this history does not prevent an area of town becoming quite down-on-its-heels over the intervening 200+ years. Anyway, just don’t picture me dancing around a similar style home, not by a long shot. I rode the trolley past Upsala every single day to get to high school, I daydreamed about what it would be like to live in such a place, I know a little of the history connected the time period. I can only imagine the work and cost of the renovations but wow, I wish these folks would invite me over some day.
- Just this morning I saw this article about The Secret To Perfect Popcorn and I nearly made some for breakfast! We were a big popcorn family. Once my mother did not have to feed children every day, her Sunday night dinner was a big bowl of popcorn with a wedge of sharp cheddar on the side. She would no more have dreamt of buying a pre-popped bag of popcorn than trying to fly to the moon. I also love popcorn, though I don’t make it very often. (Laziness? Probably.) I do love a crunchy, salty snack in the early evening and tonight I’ll be getting out the pan and making my own.
OK, it’s time to get this week started, here’s hoping it straightens itself up and marches forward!