This post's title's components are not necessarily related.
I was commenting over at Ange's blog in close-to-spam-like-proportions the other day after she scared me into believing that Hermione was going to die. And, yes, I do care more about the elections, but I was very upset to have been exposed to the preceding spoiler.
No worries. Things have since been clarified and I am aware that Hermione will be just fine. Or, at least, alive.
And now, you see, I feel the need to explain myself. (Which I frequently do. An insecurity thing I'm guessing.)
So far as books go, and movies that are made into books, I like to do the opposite of what most people like to do. Most people like to read the book and then see the movie.
This is usually always a very disappointing experience for me.
Therefore, a few years ago, I made up my mind that in every possible case I was able to, I'd opt to see the movie first, then read then book.
How this usually ends up panning out is 1) I am impressed and surprised and enjoy the movie 2) I am impressed and surprised and enjoy the book 3) I watch the movie again and I'm let down a little... or a lot.
Pefect example is Girl With A Pearl Earring. LOVED the movie. Read the book and LOVED the book. Saw the movie again and was SO disappointed.
Why am I telling you all this?
Because I wanted to let you know that I am watching all the Harry Potter movies first so I can enjoy them for what they are. Then I will be reading the series of books. Okay? Okay. And that's why I was freaked out about Hermione: because I haven't read any of the books.
Lastly: Hypocrisy.
I just blogged the other day about running; about how I would never let myself become so obsessed with it that I'd do ten miles a day. That I set a limit on myself about how many miles and what days of the week I would allow myself to run.
Last night I realized I was a hypocrite, as after tucking the kids into bed I laced my running shoes on. It was Saturday - the weekend - something I had just blogged that I didn't and wouldn't do. Period.
And guess what? I ran a little short of a 5K.... tsk, tsk, something else I said I wouldn't do. Well, I said 3 miles max, maybe, sometimes.
But I've realized a couple of things. Back when I ran so far, so long, every night - a compulsion that was both healthy and unhealthy in some ways - I was a different person. I was struggling for control in my life and in my self. And I am not that person, or at least, not to that degree, any more.
Not to mention, I don't think I could accommodate a running habit like that anymore with the life I have now.
So...
I did 2.99 miles last night in about 27 minutes. A 5K is about 3.1 miles. I suprised myself. And it felt damn good. I missed running. Thanks for inspiring me Ange and I apologize for my hypocrisy.
3 comments:
So maybe you misspoke a wee bit. We forgive you, even if you don't forgive yourself.
"Positive Addiction" was a favorite book in high school. Have you read it?
It was never made into a movie.
You run, girl.
I used to walk two miles a day on the week days, this was eleven years ago, and I had been doing it faithfully for at least ten years, then I started walking three miles a day and I couldn't keep up with it so I stopped.
For me, I have to shoot for something I will stay with and two miles is pretty okay, I can justify the time given to it because it's healthy and relieves stress too.
What ever works for you hon, you go with.
xx
Sorry to put you into a panic. It's exactly how I felt when I read it accidentally off the internet.
So we shared that emotion, and I feel closer to you now.
As for the running, you're forgiven. I started running to gain control, as well. Relief from all the stress. People thought I was obsessing about weight, but it was all about failure to communicate things others hadn't gone through. And I was tired of always taking my frustration out on Tom.
Having trouble getting going this month, but I will today. I noticed I was crankier the last two days without it.
It's my anti-depressant.
But like Lori, I have my limits. I don't think I'm a race person, and I should start pushing my speed, but I've been pretty content just getting myself convinced to do anything.
I'm glad you're joining us. It will keep me motivated.
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