Insane
Exhibit A. Nutty, but happy.
twinkle – how people, places and things shine and share happiness
winks – little hints from life lighting the way down one’s happiest path
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Last summer, I caught the running bug. The Fuzzy Hubbs decided he wanted to run this thing called the Tough Mudder, a 10 mile run up a ski hill sprinkled with a ton of military-style obstacles. He thought it sounded fun. I thought it sounded insane.
So off he’d go, three to four times a week, to train. Running for what seemed like the whole morning at times, when in reality, it’d be anywhere from 45 minutes to 2 hours. In July, he ran it and little Ladybug, Bickleberry and I tagged along for the ride. Just following him was a workout all its own.
The twinkley energy all around felt contagious. And the thing is, everyone looked like they were actually having fun, all appeared quite sane, and quite happy actually. When we watched him run through electrical wire on his way to the finish line, I felt a little twinge, a little nudge, a little wink, if you will. I knew I was a Tough Mudder, too.
I had been jogging up to 2 miles for a few months before that. I liked it. And one Saturday, the Fuzzy Hubbs winked at me again. He suggested I run his favorite 5 mile route, just to get a taste of the twinkley post-run feeling. That sounded insane and he used what I call ‘Toddler Logic” with me…and it worked. He nonchalantly replied,
“Alright. I didn’t think you could do it anyway.” Well that twinge of defensiveness I felt lead me right down my happiest, perhaps a bit spiteful, path.
I did it. And it fucking rocked. I’ve run that route dozens of times now. I’m signed up to kick ass in the Tough Mudder this coming September with the Fuzzy Hubbs and his teenage sister. They both ran a marathon last fall…now THAT sounds insane!
I’m already training to make sure I dominate. I’m already training because there’s something soothing about literally pounding the pavement. I’m already training because it’s good to challenge yourself, to do something you never EVER thought you would do, could do, or should do for Pete’s sake. I’m already training because life gave me too many winks to make any other choice. I’m super stoked to see where this step on my happiest path leads.
Look for twinkles, follow the winks, even if they seem insane. Sometimes nutty folks are actually the happiest (Exhibit A).
winks – little hints from life lighting the way down one’s happiest path
...
Last summer, I caught the running bug. The Fuzzy Hubbs decided he wanted to run this thing called the Tough Mudder, a 10 mile run up a ski hill sprinkled with a ton of military-style obstacles. He thought it sounded fun. I thought it sounded insane.
So off he’d go, three to four times a week, to train. Running for what seemed like the whole morning at times, when in reality, it’d be anywhere from 45 minutes to 2 hours. In July, he ran it and little Ladybug, Bickleberry and I tagged along for the ride. Just following him was a workout all its own.
The twinkley energy all around felt contagious. And the thing is, everyone looked like they were actually having fun, all appeared quite sane, and quite happy actually. When we watched him run through electrical wire on his way to the finish line, I felt a little twinge, a little nudge, a little wink, if you will. I knew I was a Tough Mudder, too.
I had been jogging up to 2 miles for a few months before that. I liked it. And one Saturday, the Fuzzy Hubbs winked at me again. He suggested I run his favorite 5 mile route, just to get a taste of the twinkley post-run feeling. That sounded insane and he used what I call ‘Toddler Logic” with me…and it worked. He nonchalantly replied,
“Alright. I didn’t think you could do it anyway.” Well that twinge of defensiveness I felt lead me right down my happiest, perhaps a bit spiteful, path.
I did it. And it fucking rocked. I’ve run that route dozens of times now. I’m signed up to kick ass in the Tough Mudder this coming September with the Fuzzy Hubbs and his teenage sister. They both ran a marathon last fall…now THAT sounds insane!
I’m already training to make sure I dominate. I’m already training because there’s something soothing about literally pounding the pavement. I’m already training because it’s good to challenge yourself, to do something you never EVER thought you would do, could do, or should do for Pete’s sake. I’m already training because life gave me too many winks to make any other choice. I’m super stoked to see where this step on my happiest path leads.
Look for twinkles, follow the winks, even if they seem insane. Sometimes nutty folks are actually the happiest (Exhibit A).
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