Sunday, July 27, 2014


For the Thursday Blog Project the week of July 17th, Denise asked us to write about: Asking for help.

Asking for help is something I'm horrible at doing.  Mainly for two reason.

The first reason is that over the years I have grown to be a very independent individual.  I'm so use to doing things on my own  that I don't even think to ask for help with things.  My first instinct is to figure out how I'm going to get it done on my own.  I've been this way for a good 13 years now.  It is something that makes it difficult to be in a relationship.  I don't know how to rely on another person. 

The other reason I don't like asking for help is due to past experience with asking for help.  I'm sure I've said it before - "Experience is what you get when you don't get what you want."  After asking for help on several occasions and not getting it I've come to learn that it's often a good thing that I am so independent because my experience is that I don't know many people who want to help - for whatever reason.

I will say, it is a delightful surprise when someone helps me without me even asking.  I've found this in one person in my life - someone fair new - and it's a nice change.  It's a foreign experience, but one that reminds me that I need to continue focusing my energies on helping others, even when they don't ask for help.  Honestly, this is the way I like to think about this topic - Helping others even when they don't ask for help. I think that is when it counts the most.

Now that I've give you some of my thoughts on asking for help, please take a moment to see what my fellow bloggers have to say:

Momarock (Sara)

Merryland Girl (Melissa)

Darwin Shrugged (Denise)

Thursday, July 24, 2014

To My October 12, 2014 Self

Dear Self,

As I write this note to you I do so with the assumption that you felt confident in your racing abilities that you showed up to the start line of the 2014 Chicago Marathon.  I make the assumption you haven't had any injuries preventing you from running, nor did you just flat out give up during the training process.

I think about you a lot these days because right now all this f*@kin' training is driving me so bat-shit crazy and tired that I want to give up.  I wonder wtf I was thinking when I entered the lottery for the marathon and then after getting the notification I had got a lottery space actually accepting it.    Seriously, lately I wonder what I smoking when I decided that attempting a marathon was a good idea.

Then, once I get past all these negative thoughts, I refocus.  I think about the person I will be on October 12, 2014 - I wonder about who you are as a person at that exact moment.  See, as you know, not only am I training for the marathon right now, but I'm also going through some big changes at the same time.  Regardless of how they turn out with all these thing, I can say with the utmost confidence each one will surely change me ... and change me for the better, I believe.  In many ways the theme of this summer, and even this year, is stepping vastly out of my comfort zone and beginning a new life.  It's for this reason I understand why all these things are taking place all at once, despite my dislike of lots of change taking place all at once.

I believe all that I am going through now is happening as a way to prepare me to take my life to the next level - personally and professionally.  At first stepping outside my comfort zone scared me, and still does to some degree.  When I'm tired from the overly boring "wash, rinse, repeat" life I've been living the past 8 weeks or so I begin to think that it's not worth the struggle.  Then, something will happen that gives me a glimpse of myself in action.  A glimpse of me I have never seen before, but always knew was inside of me.  I'd say this is what I need to remember onto when I'm dreading my weekly long-run or upset because I have to say "No" once again to plans with my friends so I can get in my run, but it's just not THAT easy.  Of course, this is something you already know.

So, dear self on October 12, 2014, I look forward to meeting you in the not so distant future.  Until then, I will not only try to remember that "Life begins at the end of your comfort zone," but also try as much as I can to embrace it for it is this idea that is currently moving me forward.

I wish you the best at the marathon and hope you accomplish your one goal for it.  I look forward to meeting you soon!

With lots of love,

The topic I gave the Thursday Blog Project group for July 10th was, "Life begins at the end of your comfort zone."  Now that you've read my take on the topic, please take a moment to see what my
fellow bloggers had to say on it:

Momarock (Sara)

Merryland Girl (Melissa)

Darwin Shrugged (Denise)

Someone Old. Someone New.

The blog project topic for June 26th, chosen by Melissa: Make new friends, but keep the old....Tell us about your most recent friendship (online or in person) AND your longest friendship.

Someone Old: 
I'm guessing everyone will think I'm going to write about my BFF since I've known her quite a long time (27 years this summer to be exact) and we're so close.  However, there are people I've known longer than her.

Sally is one of those individuals.  I don't necessarily consider Sally a friend anymore, but more of an acquaintance who I use to hangout with a lot when I was in high school.  After high school I talked with her periodically and hung out with her and her friends when I visited Chicago my first 2 years of college.

Sally and I went to preschool together at one of the Chicagoland Jewish Community Centers (JCC) many, many... MANY years ago.  After awhile we drifted apart a bit and then reconnected several years later when we bumped into one another at a local Bakers Square restaurant (a place I used to love getting pie until I started baking pie).  Through the end of high school we hung out on a fairly regular basis.  Then a year or two after I moved away for college we lost touch.

These days we're basically Facebook friends.  I did run into her at festival a few weeks ago.  We chatted a bit, but it was a lot of small talk.  It wasn't like if I was seeing someone I was super close with, and we picked up where we last left off.  Our lives are so vastly different.

It's sort of sad, but I have good memories from the past that include her.

Someone New:
Back in April (maybe May) a friend of mine asked me if she could make a "friend shidduch".  (A "shidduch" is typical Yiddish for match two Jewish singles up.)  My friend had a friend at her shul she felt I would get along well with so I said "Sure!"

Guess what?  My friend was right.  Me and L got along famously.  L is a PhD student at the University of Chicago and thought we're 10 years apart in age (roughly) we have a lot of life experiences in common.

Another thing I like about my new friend is that she's an observant Jew, but still very much egalitarian.  She gets the reasons I'm drawn to being more observant and I don't have to feel strange when I want to do something religiously/observant related.  It's nice to known someone who gets little things others would never understand.

Now that I've talked about a person I've known a long time and a person I'm known not so long, please see what my fellow bloggers have to say:

Momarock (Sara)

Merryland Girl (Melissa)

Darwin Shrugged (Denise)