For the last week I’ve been wanting to sit down and write a post about barefoot running but I just cannot seem to get around to it. I go making all these big life decisions and then, bam! the time disappears. So, rest assured, sometime in this month of daily posting we will discuss barefoot running. And it will be profound. Or mildly amusing, depending.
Instead, tonight, all I can seem to talk about is beer and nachos. Well, the life decisions that lead to beer and nachos, at least. Apparently when you make these kinds of decisions and then decide to share the “news” with people, there is a great cause for celebration. And so you go an entire three days without paying for a single lunch or dinner for yourself. You see why barefoot running is taking a backseat here, right?
Beer.
Nachos.
I don’t know why, at thirty, this is such a genuine surprise to me but I honestly know all the best people. I have no idea how I got to this point. Often people will say “oh, you are good and that’s why you know good people” or “oh you are smart and that’s why you know smart people” but seriously? I can’t seem to believe a word of that.
Sure, there are occasions in which I feel good or smart, but really most of the time I can’t help but feel I have everyone so very cleverly fooled. That doesn’t seem right, because the people in my life are not fools, but, you see, I am very tricky. Even the smartest, best among us are fooled by my mastering of The Art of Fooling People Into Being in My Life. Crazy, right?
A few years ago I read a quote that said something like “Tell me what company you keep, and I’ll tell you what you are.” Or something like that. But I always remembered it, because that is always, always my goal. The more good I come to know, the more blessed I feel, the more I want to be that.
I have to admit, as time goes by I’m slightly more inclined to believe it. I’m slowly getting used to the idea that good does beget good, and that there is maybe a possibility that I have something to do with that. But I think there’s also always going to be a part of me that thinks HA! If they only knew.
And yet, they will probably still love my barefoot running, doubtful ass anyway.
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I am way more concerned about your fixation with barefoot running than whether or not you will land on your feet after the big step you’ve taken. Because you will.
You should listen to yourself in the next to last paragraph because you are often incredibly wise. And the fact that you seem clueless that you are is one of your most endearing qualities.
Your three day rule is making me seriously consider resigning.
does your grandma read your blog? i love it.
good does beget good, and that’s what you deserve! to have wonderful people like YOU around you all of the time.
ps- do you do the barefoot running?
I share your feelings that you often trick people into being in your life. In fact one of my mottos is “not as nice as people seem to think I am”.
barefoot running?!? crazy girl! my footies are way to sensitive for that!
btw – i love beer and nachos…