I have a confession. I get a little giddy when I get an email from wordpress. It usually means I have a comment on my blog (spam or otherwise), but sometimes it means I have a new subscriber!!! and then I get REALLY giddy! I have more subscribers right now than I thought I would get in my first year of blogging (low expectations for myself?)!! Yay… thank you for your interest and support.
However!!!! There is one thing about subscribers that makes me really sad/mad. Most of my subscribers are the people I really want to connect with and share my resources/thoughts with, so that’s great, but my blog (the actual site) has more than just the simple material from my posts…. not a lot more… but more.
1. I’ve changed my background and the layout of my blog a few times since I started because it is really important to me that it is clean and reflects who I am. Have you ever seen it? The pictures are even formatted to fit the screen with the text under, just perfectly. This doesn’t translate over to the email version for some reason. Click through and check it out.
2. I’ve posted a couple recipes in my recipes section because I want to remember them, but also because I want it to be easier for YOU to have quick healthy meals. There are only a couple now, but I hope to expand the section. Click!
3. My travel section makes it easy to look at posts from certain trips I’ve been on (like the recent road trip) without looking through all the posts.
4. My “tag cloud” makes it easy to see posts that only pertain to things you want to read about. The bigger the word, the more I have written about it.
5. I received an email today from one of my most devoted subscribers, and she asked me what blogs I like to read, besides mine… I love you, Maryanne, but you can find a list of blogs that I read under the “favorites” tab on my blog!! I currently read a lot of HungryRunnerGirl and HealthyTippingPoint
Just wanted to give you a heads up on what you might be missing out on… feel free to keep reading from your email, but maybe you’ll want to click through every now and then.
On my way to my new life in Cambridge!
The other night Brendan and I had an odd interaction with the cashier at the grocery store. I won’t go into all the detail of our conversation, but the guy made it pretty clear, through our conversation, that he thought we were conservative uncultured yuppies from the city. WHAT!? I tried to defend myself a bit when he questioned my request for a plastic bag, but there was little to say. Yes, I use plastic bags for my garbage; that is why I asked you for one. I realize they are made out of oil, yes. What I wanted to say was… F U for saying anything to me right now. You don’t know me.
I was mad, but more than anything I was confused. I spent the walk home from the grocery store trying to convince Brendan that I am indeed a liberal environmentally conscious consumer. Brendan responded by agreeing (good boy), but mostly pointing out that not everyone can do everything right… and there is no way we are putting wet food waste in the paper bags!
I was still thinking about it a few days later when I got coffee with my friend A.Jay. We were talking about people we knew who were really genuine about who they were and what they cared about, and how refreshing that was because Berkeley is FULL of people that act like they care about everything and do everything possible for every problem… maybe it’s not quite that extreme, but you definitely get the vibe in Berkeley that you should be doing everything. What, you don’t grow your own food? You don’t buy everything from the farmer’s market? You use laundry detergent with chemicals? Your car uses gas? and sometimes I’m like, whatever, I know you all drive cars, too…but sometimes it gets to me: I’m not perfect. I could do better.
It gets to me because I’m not perfect. I do think that those are all worthy causes of my attention, time and resources, but I can’t be everything. Do you have to be a perfect vegetarian to make a difference for the environment? NO way. Every time you choose not to buy conventional meat at the store you are voting with your dollars. That vote counts. Every. Single. Time. And it isn’t undone when one day you need to buy something cheaper. I’m not perfect.
But I could do better, and I think it is important to have that in mind on a regular basis. What could I do better to help people? Right now at this point in my life and with the resources available to me now, the question I think I need to ask myself is: what do I care about right now? Because I can’t fix everything, and I can’t help everyone, but I can do something. It doesn’t have to be overwhelming and turn into an all-or-nothing situation.
I am really passionate about:
food justice (and the elimination of urban food deserts)
the slow food fast food movement and the potential it has to make healthy food more accessible and (eventually)cheaper
women’s mental health, especially eating disorder prevention for adolescent girls and health education for underserved youth
This year I have been pretty selfish (IMO) and I took a lot of time to do yoga, train for a marathon, read magazines, and sleep. That was perhaps in response to the year before when I coached girls on the run, trained for a marathon, took a full load of classes, and worked for a healthy fast food restaurant as a manager and intern for the owner… wow. Big difference. And I miss feeling like what I am doing is meaningful to me. I want to post this as a little reminder so that I can get involved with things that matter to me when I settle into Boston.
And THAT is a novel. Sorry.
What makes your life feel meaningful? What would you like to do to make more of a difference in society? Wasn’t that cashier a douche?
The poll this week on Runner’s World is about a topic that seriously gets me all riled up.
It is one thing for people to tell me that I should be careful about my knees. Fine. Some people seem astonished when I tell them about 20 mile training runs and immediately ask if I have horrible knees. No. Thank you for asking. Whatever.
What really gets me going? The people who have quit running or who have never run telling new or potential runners that they SHOULD NOT run. wtf
I recently had a friend on facebook post an enthusiastic status update about her 2 mile run that made her feel super accomplished. She made the decision to make time for herself and for her health. Go her!! There were a few “good job” type comments before the offender (her family member, of course) wrote a long oh-so-concerned comment about how dangerous it is for women to run.
And I thought…
1. Nobody cares what you think
2. Please cite your sources next time you want to debate a scientific claim
3. Thank you for being a mega party pooper
4. You are really dumb (Antoine Dodson)
But I’m not sure I could fully call people out on that kind of thing. It is definitely true that if you HAVE a knee problem, it will likely be agitated by the impact of running. I’m just not interested in getting into a fight about something neither of us are actually experts on. Maybe next time I read an article about runner joints, I’ll tear it out and keep it handy.
Thoughts? What do you say when someone tells you you shouldn’t be running?