Ego: More than just a 4 point Scrabble wordHowdy, Yep. It's that time again. Time when I spend time pondering me and all my me-ness. The problem with it all? Exercise. I'm too good at it. "Wow Philip. You poor thing. You're good at exericse?!?! That's... I mean... that's just terrible." Hold your horses. I'm gettin' there. See, I was born skinny. (Thanks Dad!) And tall. (Thanks Mom!) So I like running. It's easy for me, it shuts my brain down, and it guarantees that I get my sorry butt outside. I enjoy it. It's fun for me. For Earth Day, I ran 13 miles to work. Ran 6 miles on my "quiet" day yesterday. I just like running. It just so happens that it is good exercise. Keeps me healthy, and of course, keeps me thin. Then I see ads for tv shows where you're supposed to exercise, not only to lose weight, but so that you can win that million dollars if you're the biggest loser. :| Uh huh. My skinny self takes umbridge at that. What happened to being healthy/ exercising... oh... I dunno... because you're supposed to? (If you really want to incur my scorn, smoke a cigarette while wobbling out of a hummer and into a steakhouse. My eyes'll explode from shooting daggers) In all things exercise related, I defer to the wisdom of Jess. She's a trainer, she does triathalons, and she's biked from Seattle to Portland. Multiple times. I seriously considered calling her or e-mailing her, and asking: What do you do when you find yourself being overly competitive and judgemental of those around you? I was at Greenlake and there was a woman there, I kid you not, whose buttocks were each the size of my head. Wearing spandex. Judgemental Cosand wants to kick in screaming. And there's the fact that if I take the fastest entrance to work, I walk through the smoking area. I have judgement issues. I don't deny it. I'm reasonably smart, reasonably fit, and reasonably successful. So people thare aren't? I have a hard time understanding how they "let that happen". The quotation marks mean i know as I'm thinking the thoughts how pompous and misguided they are. My solution for now? As a great and wise communications major? What tools will I employ to better get along with the world? Shut up. That's what God had to tell me yesterday morning. And it makes pefect sense. If I'm less busy trying to talk, be interesting, and get my point across; then I can let others talk, be more interesting, and have point-of-views that just might blow my mind. I've heard how some medicines can make you gain weight. I've heard how some people used to be joggers until they blew their hip. I've heard how having 5 kids makes it worth being a little poorer than they'd like. Or I might. Who knows unless I put my foot in my mouth and chew on it a little? I think Jesus was just as good at listening to people as he was talking. If he wasn't hearing what they were saying, how could he answer their prayers just right and give them just the miracle that they needed? Sure he was perfect, but I think he also gained insight by listening, really listening to people. And really? I'm not the world's most interesting person in the world. I do fine, but I don't need to have someone write a book on me. And I certainly don't need to be the center of attention. So really? Sitting back, relaxing, and shutting the sam hill up? Sounds just fine by me. Toodles -PC, figures sometimes there's two sides to every story. And sometimes there's more than two. | 
