It was brought to my attention over the weekend that I haven't been sticking to my own rule. I made a rule shortly after New Year to try and blog twice a week and frankly, I haven't posted in just about eleven days. I am sincerely sorry for that readers, I will try harder.
Not a lot has been going on lately. I've been submerged in my studies and really been working on that solid 3.0 gpa that alludes me. I've also been working a lot at the lovely Chili's. Most days I love my job. Seldom do I hate my job because of the people I work with, mostly it's just disgruntled customers that don't realize that my job isn't actually cooking their food. I tend to take what everyone says to heart and I end up with my feelings hurt. You can't do this in the serving business or you'll go home with tear stained cheeks every day. I'm also working on that.
We're supposed to get the "storm of the century" tonight and I have to say I'm somewhat excited and nervous. I can't stand to be snowed in, but at the same time, it's just so pretty looking. The world is always a little younger when it's covered in a thick blanket of snow. I remember when I was little I bundled up in my snow clothes and took a tape measurer outside. Mom watched me from the window above the sink as I measured how deep the snow was on our porch table. I want to say it was like two feet high that snow but I know she will probably correct me and say it was only six inches but I remember it none the less.
In college snow days are different. Most people dread them because we still have to walk across campus in the feet upon feet of snow instead of our moms letting us sleep in and play outside until our noses turn pink. I don't dread them. I embrace them. I think that snow is a magical thing. I think that million upon billions of little singular flakes come together to halt the movement of whole cities. This to me is fantastic. Snow has always surprised me. It seems like you never see it accumulate. It's like you go to bed with flurries and wake up in a winter wonderland.
I think I get more excited about snow in college because in Columbia, it actually snows. At home we usually only get ice. Maybe we get a few inches of snow, but it always seems like it's ice that leaves us at home for two weeks at a time and in school over all of our breaks.
In other news I have decided to postpone my half marathon. I was doing some research and read that before even beginning to train for a half marathon you should be able to run for thirty minutes without stopping or feeling like you are being chased by the grim reaper. I can only run for about twenty minutes without feeling that way now so I've decided to make it my goal to get into better shape first. Hopefully I will be able to do some 5 and 10k's with a friend of mine from work who is a bike rider before the summer and do my half marathon toward august and september. I feel like this decision is healthier for me both mentally and physically. There is a half here in October and several in the fall in Joplin, which would make it easier for my family to come. I guess we will just have t wait and see.
Well it's actually time for me to get out of bed now and go to class. Word on the street is that it's sleeting, but I haven't peeked out of the blinds to see for myself. I hope your "storm of the century" is exciting and leaves you at home among your family and friends.
Slide well readers.
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