I am a fixer. I like to fix things. I don’t like problems to linger, or arguments to go longer than necessary. I feel the need to compulsively fix things, even if it maybe doesn’t need to be fixed, or shouldn’t be fixed.
I realized I had a problem last night when, in the middle of class, I was trying to fix a problem via phone. First off, it wasn’t a problem I could fix without being present, though I sure as Hell tried. And secondly, there was no reason, at all, that it had to be fixed or dealt with at that second. It could wait, so why was I going through these great lengths to deal with it, when I should’ve continued sitting in class?
Whenever Pat and I have an argument of any kind; small,medium, big-gulp size- I always want to fix it on the spot. I don’t want him to walk away and sort his thoughts, it makes me mad that he doesn’t want to stand there and talk, and it makes him mad because he’s trying to not argue and wants to remove himself from the situation. I realized that we are different in this way about 2.5 years ago, but in the heat of the moment, I never think about it.
What does this do? It usually makes things worse and in the long run I look like an asshole.
So this is what I’ve decided. Unless it is absolutely necessary for a problem to be fixed right that second. I’m not going to. I’m going to walk away, I’m going to let every one figure out what they have to say and how they want it to be handled. And then when we reunite, it’ll be a compromise. Basically what I’m going to say is; tough shit, but I’ll phrase it a little nicer, like saying, that’s nice.
Yep, that’s what I’m gonna do from now on. So if this happens to you, know that what it really means is; tough shit, I’m mad, I need to walk away. But saying that’s nice sounds so much friendlier.
I made a decision yesterday to run the Wine Glass Half Marathon with Sarah. If anyone knows about this race; you may be tilting your head to the side, or looking at a calendar with confusion. Or maybe you’re going back through older posts to see if I announced any sort of training schedule that I’m on, other than for RTB.
The plan? I’ll run normal during the week and then will tackle 11 miles on Saturday. This will be the furthest I’ve run since Memorial Day Weekend.
Then next week I’ll taper.
I will not be running for time. I will be running to finish, standing, and preferably not puking. I will be running to have fun with my friend and to drink wine at the end. I’m calling this my warm up for RTB. A lot of other amazing Sweat Pink Sister and Fitfluential friends are also running so I hope to see a lot of smiling faces.
But I’m mostly going for the wine, because we all know how I feel about it…
My mom left this for me. Safe to say she knows me pretty well.yfrog.com/khaqmnhaj
— colleen (@runfordessert) September 12, 2012
With that being said, I have three races left this year:
I found out this is right down the street from me. Awesome.
What do you do when you’re mad?
What races are left on your schedule for the year?
Am I insane?