Brooklyn Bound

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I’m on a train to Brooklyn, NY to run the Rock n Roll 10k there tomorrow morning. I’ve had a decent week of training, nothing overly strenuous, and I’m hoping to improve my time over the race a few weeks ago in England. We’ll see.

I had an appointment with my dermatologist on Tuesday. I’ve spent a lot more time in the sun this year, so I thought it prudent to get all moles checked. I don’t have many, but I did get sun poisoning as a kid and I tend to burn, peel, then get pale all over again. My mother-in-law constantly tells me I look sickly and need to get some sun. Like the brown leathery look she sports is preferable. Meow.

My husband has been in the local papers for his feat of derring-do across the Channel. I’m experiencing a weird envy I’m not comfortable with. But it’d be a lie to pretend I don’t feel somehow less-than. I recognize this is my dumbass issue. I hate it when my insecurities stare me in the face.

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9 thoughts on “Brooklyn Bound

  1. Good luck with the race! That should be a lot of fun. I’d be right there with you if my wife hand done something like your husband did. It is the competitor in us I think!

  2. I sometimes experience that sensation of less than. I think what matters is whether you dwell on it or let it go. Have fun, tomorrow! I look forward to hearing about it!

  3. Good luck for the race.

    I can appreciate your feelings over your husband. Someone told me something today that they had achieved and my first thought was a jealous one. But I smiled and congratulated them. You have to keep working at these things, well I do else they will fester to a bad resentment and those are not good for me.

  4. TR says:

    I get the envy; I think it is natural when each has their own goals – it makes re-evaluate where we are at with ours – it can push us.

  5. I’m very fair skinned and burn easily too. When people make fun of me in the winter time, I simply remind them that in the old days, the fair skinned ladies were wealthy, because someone would carry a parasol over their heads….I think of myself the same way!

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