This is a FEAST. Moving to Australia has made me snake timid...but I’d love to learn how to pick up lizards.🦎 independence and cars and wanting our kids to grow up strong and empowered and less crippled by a staggering fear of doing it without me/getting it wrong/not being the best/other peoples opinions/looking weird than I did = YES. But what really struck a chord was the bit about being self conscious about running. Hard agree. And just when I think I’m over that hurdle, I download Strava. Now I’m self conscious about how my running looks to people who can’t even see me! Grow up Kim. You are far too old and enwisened to still be caring whether anyone in the world gives two farts about your pace and distance and splits. Hint - no one. And for me there’s nothing more inspiring than seeing the “weirdo” running past my house in the morning, out of breath and struggling up the hill. I think, “Go get it you good thing. If you can get it, so can I.” Keep running weirdos!!!! 🙌🏼
I also used to care about Strava until I did heart rate training, which makes you slow down so much that you basically have to stop caring what other people think. Did wonders for my running.
My siblings and I were talking about how my dad would drop us (9 kids total) at the beach with $5.00 and leave us for the day to play and swim and we would know when to go to the car park to get picked up in our wood paneled station wagon. Ah the late 70s in Boston. Now I drive and pick up my 30 year old daughter at the T because I don’t think it’s safe enough for her to walk. 😑 love your writing. I’m ready for the next meal. 😁
This is a FEAST. Moving to Australia has made me snake timid...but I’d love to learn how to pick up lizards.🦎 independence and cars and wanting our kids to grow up strong and empowered and less crippled by a staggering fear of doing it without me/getting it wrong/not being the best/other peoples opinions/looking weird than I did = YES. But what really struck a chord was the bit about being self conscious about running. Hard agree. And just when I think I’m over that hurdle, I download Strava. Now I’m self conscious about how my running looks to people who can’t even see me! Grow up Kim. You are far too old and enwisened to still be caring whether anyone in the world gives two farts about your pace and distance and splits. Hint - no one. And for me there’s nothing more inspiring than seeing the “weirdo” running past my house in the morning, out of breath and struggling up the hill. I think, “Go get it you good thing. If you can get it, so can I.” Keep running weirdos!!!! 🙌🏼
I also used to care about Strava until I did heart rate training, which makes you slow down so much that you basically have to stop caring what other people think. Did wonders for my running.
I also have started pacing my runs by heart rate and it has brought me an immense amount of joy to slow the F down 😂
My siblings and I were talking about how my dad would drop us (9 kids total) at the beach with $5.00 and leave us for the day to play and swim and we would know when to go to the car park to get picked up in our wood paneled station wagon. Ah the late 70s in Boston. Now I drive and pick up my 30 year old daughter at the T because I don’t think it’s safe enough for her to walk. 😑 love your writing. I’m ready for the next meal. 😁
Screen time is a curse! I watched Hercules (1997) with mine yesterday tho.
Everything in moderation! A good movie should always be appreciated.
this one...so good. freaking mario cart and 'free range' kids for life 👊
Yessss. Thank you for reading!
Thanks for writing , Robbe!
Thanks for reading brother!