Good Things about the past few days.
1. Being snowed in (literally being UNABLE to get out of the driveway) made for a rousing bit for family time this weekend. It was lovely.
2. There are a mere 4 days until the Olympics. WOOT. I'm a huge fan. (More on this in a bit.)
3. Finishing a horrible run feels so accomplishing. Yea. (Small 'yea' it was still a bad run.)
Are you a crier?
I will freely admit to being a sap. I cry (frequently) during anything remotely sentimental. For instance, last week I watched Extreme Makeover Home about the teacher who has three girls and is dying of cancer. I blubbered through the 40 minutes on the elliptical and then looked at myself in the mirror----HELLO I had to leave to pick Nick up in 10 minutes and I looked like I'd been beaten. Good times.
The National Anthem (although I still advocate for a different song) gets me every time. The boys are always concerned--Why are you crying? And I try to explain what the song means, and why it's important--to a 5 and 3 year old. Please.
And now, it's the mother of all Becky Wever cry fests, the Olympics. It doesn't matter if it's ice dancing (which I love) or luge (which I don't)---if an American does well I'm proud. Heck, I'm proud they've made the necessary sacrifices to simply GET there--if they win and I watch the medal ceremony, I'm a mess. My mind runs quickly to that is someone's: son/daughter or husband/wife or grandchild--how incredibly proud those people must be at this moment (Go tears!). Can you even imagine? I CLEARLY understand this is an athletic competition, but to get to this place so much more goes into it. How much: money, time, hard work, injury, regret, determination does it take to get where they are today? I LOVE IT.
And those Opening Ceremonies, forget about it.
Get back to me this weekend and let me know if you shed a tear or two (or five hundred) during the Olympics.
And yes, for those of you who wondered, I totally cried when Drew Brees hoisted his one year old up with tears in his eyes last night. OF COURSE I DID--was there ever any doubt?
The Challenge, an update.
So far a few people have taken an active interest in my running challenge. I'd invite you all to post it---on facebook or somewhere else that you're willing to try it. I'm not saying you can't change your mind later, but I've found with my races once I tell someone else I'll do it I'm more accountable and I don't feel like I can bail out quite as easily later.
Tomorrow's Topic:
The Tim Tebow Commercial. (I love Tim, by the way.) Get your thoughts going on this one.
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Okay. I am a crier. Huge sap. Always have been. Red Wings game where they thanked the Service men and women? Yep. And do not even get me started when a teacher or another parent compliments the way my girls have been raised. I just can't help it. That is before you even factor in the things that are supposed to make you cry - like Grey's Anatomy or My Sister's Keeper!!
ReplyDeleteAnd I am one of those people trying to work on taking your race challenge. I've never run before. Ever. I want to do it. I'm .. scared frankly. BUT I haven't ruled it out!!
Definately agree with you about crying during the national anthem, crying during my favorite songs at church, crying at TV shows (especially Home Makeover & Biggest Loser) and anything related to being a patriot and our troops!
ReplyDeleteP.S. Can't wait to weigh in on tomorrow's topic!!
OK, me too. I am such a sap. I spent so many years trying to prove how tough I was, but now I'm a cry baby and proud of it. Just watched Radio again this weekend UGH. That part where the FB team bought him a lettermans jacket....sniff sniff. And even when I'm at a funeral for a client I barely know, if they play taps, I'm done, it's over. I think this running thing is growing on me. I'm gonna do it. I'm going to do itin Fremont! There, I said it. Thanks for the push Becky. Then I'm gonna eat Spankys after the race :)
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