Ponderings
Went for a run this morning. Well, ok, it was more like a walk, then a jog, then a near-collapse, then a walk again, an attempt at jogging, an asthma attack or two, and finally a triumphant run--which only happened because I'd finally reached the part of the trail that went downhill.
But it was a good way to start the morning, getting the blood flowing, feeling the muscles working, the lungs nearly exploding. Ahhh, exercise! Very much needed after yesterday's sitting on airplanes, in airports, and in airport food courts (mmmm, lukewarm Domino's Pizza for $2.00 a slice!).
I felt a little depressed on the flight from Denver to Los Angeles. Maybe it was because when I looked out the window at the night sky and saw the stars, I remembered that I can't see the Southern Cross from this hemisphere, and suddenly I missed New Zealand and all my friends there. Maybe it was because I'm missing a friend that I had to say goodbye to recently, with no knowing of when I'll be able to say hello again. Maybe it's because I'm turning 30 in a little over two months and I wish my life looked a little different then it does right now.
Or maybe it's because I was listening to a lot of Matchbox Twenty. That actually might have had a lot to do with it.
Anyway, the run this morning did me a lot of good, in spite of nearly killing me. Once I was able to breathe again, I felt quite cheerful and excited to be alive.
Now it's time to get ready for work. Have a great day, kids. Be good and I'll catch ya later.
But it was a good way to start the morning, getting the blood flowing, feeling the muscles working, the lungs nearly exploding. Ahhh, exercise! Very much needed after yesterday's sitting on airplanes, in airports, and in airport food courts (mmmm, lukewarm Domino's Pizza for $2.00 a slice!).
I felt a little depressed on the flight from Denver to Los Angeles. Maybe it was because when I looked out the window at the night sky and saw the stars, I remembered that I can't see the Southern Cross from this hemisphere, and suddenly I missed New Zealand and all my friends there. Maybe it was because I'm missing a friend that I had to say goodbye to recently, with no knowing of when I'll be able to say hello again. Maybe it's because I'm turning 30 in a little over two months and I wish my life looked a little different then it does right now.
Or maybe it's because I was listening to a lot of Matchbox Twenty. That actually might have had a lot to do with it.
Anyway, the run this morning did me a lot of good, in spite of nearly killing me. Once I was able to breathe again, I felt quite cheerful and excited to be alive.
Now it's time to get ready for work. Have a great day, kids. Be good and I'll catch ya later.
posted by grackyfrogg @ 11:48 AM
1 Comments:
At 8:10 AM ,
Anonymous said...
Isn't it AMAZING how much what you listen to can totally affect your mood? Whenever I listen to evanescence I get SO edgy and if I'm driving I'll sometimes even start yelling at other drivers and stuff like that. Whereas if I listen to classical I am way more calm, well, except that it seems to put me in this trance of music and I'll all of the sudden realize that I haven't really *looked* at the road in 10 or 15 minutes.
But anyway, yes. Dork that I am, I used to listen to this one snippet of Mozart when I felt depressed and I would just put it on repeat and listen to it for hours! And each time I felt consoled and yet in a completely non-productive way. The music made me feel justified in the sad feelings and encouraged me to look for more sad things so that I might truly take the opportunity to wallow...
So, with all that said (gee am i really that wordy!!) I say, switch off the matchbox and switch on something totally fluffy... they might be giants? John Mayer? Ashlee Simpson? Well, maybe not... she might take you from depressed to suicidal! hehe :)
Becca =D
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