1. Runner’s World published an interesting article yesterday that suggests high levels of stress may make you more prone to injury. So maybe that’s why I’ve been in PT forever! In all seriousness, though, I’ve been stressed to high heaven more often than not this year, and I do wonder if that’s in some way contributed to my permanently-injured state.
2. Speaking of running, the Chicago Women’s Half is this weekend, and they announced some pretty major-and-not-in-a-good-way course changes…yesterday. Yikes. Can’t say I’m thrilled to have dropped $85 to run basically where I would have run for free this weekend anyway, but I guess that’s what happens when you try to host a race on downtown city streets. You’ve got to be pretty privileged and powerful (read: $$$$$) to do that (see: the Bank of America), so while I can’t say I’m wildly surprised, I can say I’m pretty disappointed. Whatever. It is what it is. Honestly, I’m more annoyed that they’re only holding packet pick-up in the South Loop. Blech.
4. Speaking of this weekend (killing it in the segue department today!), good heavens! It’s already Labor Day! I don’t have too many plans, other than the Chicago Women’s Half and dinner with my CARA group. And laundry. Definitely need to do laundry. Oh, and possibly meeting up with a friend from high school/college?
5. SPEAKING of friends from high school/college (sorry — I couldn’t help myself), the Internet makes me feel weird about the fact that I don’t keep in touch with my friends from that time in my life. I mean, I don’t actively work to keep my old friends out of my life, and if something comes up that makes it convenient for us to hang out, by all means! I’m more than happy to catch up with someone who endured me through my teenage years. But I’m pretty proud of myself if I manage to write on anyone’s Facebook wall for their birthday these days, never mind actually making any sort of legitimate effort to stay in touch. And…I don’t really feel bad about it. Actually, I only feel bad about it when I read about other people who do make an effort to stay in touch with their old friends. Then I’m all, “Is this something I’m supposed to be doing? Am I a bad person for not having the same best friend I had when I was 8?” It’s not like I’ve had any major–or even minor, to be honest–fallings out with any of my friends I grew up with. It’s more that I live in Chicago and they, well, don’t. (Also I’m single, and they’re, well, not, but one can only rant about the culture of young marriage in West Michigan so many times on one’s blog, so I’ll let that be 😉 ). I just moved on with my life, you know? We grew apart as our lives took us in different directions, and my friends now are people who make sense based on what I now do with my life (running friends, dance friends, blogging friends, general residing-in-Chicago friends, etc.). And isn’t that normal? Elementary/middle/high school bonded my friends from that period and me, but now I’m not in elementary/middle/high school, and I have different interests, different goals, different hobbies, etc. BUT THE INTERNET! The stupid, stupid Internet makes me feel like I’m a bad person for moving on with my life. Darn you, Internet!
6. And because a blog post without a picture is like a tree falling in the forest with no one around to hear it:
You’re welcome. #themoreyouknow
Labor Day Weekend plans?
Do you keep in touch with friends from your childhood?