Well I (along with 45,000 of my closest friends) braved the wind and the cold to run and walk in the 15th annual Mother’s Day Classic in beautiful Melbourne. My powerhouse sister ran the 8kms in less that 45 mins. My other sister walked the 8 kms with one of her daughters and my and 2 nieces ran the 4 kms. My nieces ran in a great time, both under 30 mins. It took me 33:56 to cross the line, but I ran the entire way and had never before run that far without stopping so I feel pretty good about my achievement. When I look back a few months at my inability to run longer that 3 minutes without feeling like I was going to collapse by the side of the road, I think I’ve done ok. Hopefully, when I look back in another few months time at this achievement I’ll be able recognise the future progress I will have made.
3.7kms. 31 mins.
Women (and men who respect and love women)…
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(I’m a bloke and I’ve had a gutful… I can’t even imagine how you feel.)
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Holy . Amazing .Fans of fun. or just any fan of the song We Are Young…this video is amazing.
wOAH
EXCUSE ME
Mind blown.
wow omg
how do you even make something like this
holy
Everybody needs to watch this.
beclo started following you
So I’ve had some new follows recently and it did my heart some good. I’ve been very tentative in sharing much of myself on here. Not because I have deep dark secrets, but because I just don’t think I have too much to say that is really too interesting. Or perhaps more to the point, I don’t have interesting ways to say things. I love coming on here and being inspired and amused. I don’t want to write drivel and nosense. That some of you think enough of what I might contribute to have me show up on their page, well, shucks…
I am so so angry right now and the focus of my anger is a 90 y.o. Seems petty right? What can one frail, old person possibly do that could cause such a response? Surely I’m overreacting? What could they have done that couldn’t be written off as the harmless actions or careless words? Why can’t I just humour the old bag? Well, this particular old bag has been spreading poison and being humoured for far too long now. Turns out, the hurt caused by such poison doesn’t care how old or frail the delivery system is. I’m done.