Can you handle all the exclamation points?
Hello, and Happy Thankful Things Thursday!
Sometimes I keep a list during the week of things to be thankful for when the “holiday” rolls around. Other times I just wing it. You can probably tell the difference most weeks.
So this week has been one of those weeks where I kept feeling big, sharp pangs of “OMG so grateful right now,” and so I, naturally, kept a thankful list handy at all times. It’s quite long, and the first thing on the list is “No allergies!”
Yeah that’s right, I made it this far into spring without a touch of seasonal allergy nonsense. I was so psyched to kick off today’s post by telling you about how I’m so strong and so immune — and then this morning I woke up with my throat basically closed and making coughing sounds that would best be described as “F-ing gross.”
I guess we’ll skip that one on the list, then.
Onto the next, and on with the thankful-tivities!
I immediately regret trying to coin the phrase “thankful-tivities.” I thought it would be catchy. I’m not going to delete it though. I need to learn from my mistakes.
Here we go!
I’m thankful I’m feeling like myself again. This is the big one this week. For weeks, I wasn’t myself. I was in a funk. I was sick. I was sad. I was angry. I was irritable. I was basically all the side effects of the scary medicines you hear advertised during the day on SoapNet. I was a monster. But really, I just didn’t feel like Ali. I was so up and down, and yeah I’ll blame a lot of that on getting sick and being on a high dose of Prednisone, but I just couldn’t shake my piss-ass mood.
Now though? I’m BACK!
Yesterday while we were bike riding, Brian even said that I finally seem like I’m “back to being Ali.” It feels good to be regaining my health — the stomach has been pretty chill the past few days! — and just feeling mostly excited and psyched about life all the time. That’s the way to live, man. It’s wicked fun. Try it.
I’m thankful I’m mostly packed!
I have a lot of work ahead of me tonight and tomorrow before Saturday’s big move, but by packing a few boxes and bags each day over the past few weeks, the whole moving thing hasn’t felt too stressful.
I’m thankful I’m moving in with Brian. I knew this ambitious spring would be stressful, and it became even more so with the whole nonstop illness and “injury” thing. But moving is exciting and I can’t wait. It’s going to be fun. I’m totally going to cook all the time and be domestic.
HAHAHAHA just kidding. I’m going to be exactly the same. I’ll probably even cook less.
I’m thankful Cadbury Mini Season is over. I know, it’s weird that I’m thankful for that, right? But I really went all-out with the a Mini Egg binge this year, and I was sugar crashing hard every day. It was fun while it lasted.
I’m thankful for Home Depot. My mom is so pissed about this one.
When I was in sixth grade, my parents were building our house (well, they weren’t, technically, but some guys with nail guns were and three of the construction workers shot themselves with nail guns in the process) and we had to go to Home Depot all the friggin’ time. I hated it. HATED IT. But now? I think it’s a magical land with many fixtures. I think it’s great.
I’m thankful for this llama shirt.
I really want it.
I’m thankful for Target. Brian and I went there this weekend, because we are domestic adults embarking on cohabitation, and we bought a shower curtain. It was pretty wild. I took a photo:
I’m thankful I gave up tanning after college. I also gave up eyebrow waxes and haircuts, but that’s purely financial. Tanning is gross. Don’t do it. While I was cleaning out my apartment crap, I found my old Q-Card, which was the fancy thing you tried to convince your parents to put money on “for books,” when really it was for “the strawberry juice in the cafeteria that mixes well with Smirnoff.”
According to my Q-Card, I was swiping in a few too many times at Tommy’s Tanning. Tanning will kill you. Please don’t do it.
I’m thankful my dad is getting good use out of his backyard toy. When I was in New Hampshire, my dad was all psyched about his “motion sensor” camera that would take pictures of any goings-on in the backyard. Up until that point, the “goings-on” had consisted of him cleaning sticks out of the woods, which is an activity he likes doing on the weekends. OCD doesn’t run in my family.
But yesterday I got an email from my dad with the subject line, “Visitor,” and I knew something exciting had happened up north.
Dad, I’m so happy for you. Your investment is officially worth it.
I’m thankful for bike riding! Remember yesterday? Remember how much fun I had?
I can’t wait to do it again.
I’m thankful last week’s 5-minute plank wasn’t a fluke. I did it again last night! I just wanted to be sure I could.
Great success! That’s what Borat would say. My core is killing me today. I love that. When I cough, you know, from the allergies, my stomach gets all contracted and spazzy and I think I’m dying, but really I just plank a lot.
I’m thankful for the best run ever today. Maybe not the best run ever, but it was great. I loved it. I hit a new pre-work personal distance record, I kept my pace comfortable and I felt so good the whole time.
It was a gorgeous morning in Central Park and I would love to show you photos of it, but I was too busy running. I didn’t stop a single time. No bathroom stops. No picture stops. No water stops. Just running. Perfect, happy running.
I think running every other day is the key right now. Yesterday I bike rode and, confession, did a spin class last night. I couldn’t resist. Don’t yell at me. I took it pretty easy and didn’t go crazy and it didn’t hurt my leg at all. I just needed some quality time with my favorite instructor. That should not come as a surprise.
So yeah, by this morning my body was feeling a little fatigued. A little sleepy. A little “I’ll hover around a 9:30 pace and be totally cool with it today.”
But then I started running, and it was fun, and 10 miles just sort of happened.
Those are not as inconsistent as I thought they might have been. I am happy.
I love running! I don’t know if you knew that about me. I don’t usually mention it.
Finally, I’m thankful you all like legwarmers as much as I do! The polka dots were a hit I guess. And the winner of the legwarmer giveaway is…
Congratulations, Lindsey! Email me at firstname.lastname@example.org and I’ll get you hooked up with some stylish legwear.
AND NOW COMES THE PART WHERE YOU CHIME IN: What are you thankful for today? A happy morning run? A Boston Marathon in your very near future? Taper week? Your secret stash of Girl Scout Cookies? Claritin and Allegra? Bed, Bath & Beyond? Right angles? Tell me. Let’s be psyched together.