I had a battle with my inner 2 year old this morning. It was not pretty... I got up and walked around the house a bit, did the potty thing, and got dressed to run... then undressed and back in bed.... then got up and got dressed again!! My arguments "It's too dark and I dont' have a head light that works" ..."You don't want to run on the treadmill again so get dressed"... "My heel is hurting a bit maybe running on the treadmill would be better"...."Doing all you miles on the treadmill is not good for your body or your mind" ... This went on until I finally put on my big girl panties and got myself out the door! It was crazy!! So needless to say I only got a bit over four miles in. I will probably get a few more in at the gym after work. The run felt pretty good first two miles were slower then the last two. I averaged a 8:50mm for the run. ** After work ran a slow (9:30mm) three miles on the treadmill. Zoning out and contenplating the past few heated conversations I have been having with my 19 year old son. He seems to think he needs a motorcycle. I on the other hand feel that there is no way while he is living under my roof he will have one. His goal job, when he grows up, will be building and fixing motorcycles so his arrgument to me is that eventually this will happen and he will own and ride them. I have told him I'm fine with this career choice and that it will be when he has moved out. Needless to say he feels I'm unresonable. A couple of days ago a co-workers 19 year old son borrowed a friends motorcycle and crashed coming down Ogden canyon without a helmet. I now listen as he is telling me they are hoping he will wake-up. All the dreams they have had for this young man, have changed. Now you are just hoping he will regain some of what we consider a normal life. All the questions... will he walk? Will he be the same? What kind of life/functioning will he have. When my son talks with me about this motorcycle as if nothing could ever happen to him... even when I told him about this other kid. He looks at me and says that will never happen to him... Oh to be 19 and bullet proof... in some ways I do envy that mindset. But for now all that talk just confirms to me that he is no where near mature enough to have a motorcycle.
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