Today, I was asked if I ran a 5 K race over the
weekend. I informed the person that I
have only run 4-5 times a year for the past few years, and one of those is
Grandma’s Marathon. As I said
that, it was clear they thought I was kidding. I believe this is the direct result of something called
Facebook. Unlike the blog, which has details in a user-defined order instead of snip-its, Facebook seems to decide
what they will post and when.
I have recently become less enthused about Facebook, primarily because of how
people view the definition of Social Media. I view it as a place to express oneself. I can express my thoughts if I am happy, frustrated, or confused.
Recently, I was ridiculed for posting about a retail
firm not keeping its promise. I
had requested that they reset my password, and they said I would be notified in 30
minutes. After two days, I
expressed my frustration on Facebook, only to be attacked for expressing my
thoughts. I also have another high-level mail-order company that double-charged me for a Christmas gift, and I am
still trying to sort that out. I
expressed my feelings on Facebook in January and again was attacked.
So, I have not used Facebook for a few weeks, and
WOW, life still goes on without daily use. Who would have thought?
My physical recovery from the bicycle ride from
Denver, followed by Grandma’s Marathon, is still slow. Over 6 weeks, I still have limited feelings in my little
fingers. My left ankle is in
extreme pain most days. I have
accomplished another 150 miles of biking, but things are incorrect. I have only completed one commute to work
since May 1. I think I
should try Yoga just to get the body in some sort of balance.
Either way, my son works full-time and is experiencing the demanding post-grad school life schedule. I am very proud of how he is
approaching the challenge. As a parent,
you can’t help but be concerned, as his corporate world is really a
dog-eat-dog battle.
At work, we are preparing
for yet another legal battle. There are many issues, and people persist in creating a legal quandary instead of
admitting the problem and moving on. This makes the job difficult to enjoy.
Either way, I will try to
ride my bike to work more in the coming weeks. This whole year has been hard, with rain every week and flood
waters higher than I ever witnessed in July. Also, the weather is cold in July. In the morning, we have 50 degrees and a
high of 66.
Well, we take the good and
the bad and keep pushing on.
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