Positive Thinking (a.k.a. Fake it till you Make it)

Sorry about the gloom and doom around here, kids, but that's just the way things are right now. And although that's not likely to change for a while, I'll do my best to keep it off the internets, at the very least.  I generally don't get very personal on the blog, and I've been a little too close for comfort these days, so my apologies.

Here's the part where I plaster on the smile, stick affirmations on the bathroom mirror, and try not to behave like the biggest cliché known to mankind.  But first, here's more of me behaving like the biggest cliché known to mankind, and doing some positive thinking:

I still trust my instincts.  I stand up for what I want and believe, even when it is hard for me.  I have a job, which is not as common as it used to be.  One that I really like and that I worked very hard to get.  Actually two jobs I really like. I have an upcoming triathlon to train for and focus on, which will further enhance my fitness and general well being, and I will beat last year's time.  I have set large goals for myself and have achieved them.  I have biked one hundred and twenty six miles in one day.  I sang the national anthem in front of over 5000 people and didn't mess up the words (that time).  My apartment is slowly (very slowly) starting to look like a grown-up lives in it.  I'm a pretty good cook, most of the time.  I have a hot pair of leopard print shoes that never fail to get a compliment and generally perk me up when I wear them.  I also generally get compliments, often from strangers, when I sing at karaoke.  I am in good health (and I don't take that for granted these days). I am generally good at keeping people in my life and I develop strong professional relationships.  I have a supportive and loving family.  I'll be biking through Bordeaux at the end of June.  Did I mention how amazing my friends are?

That's about all I have in me at the moment.

Comments

[joaquin ochoa]

Hang in there, Love. You are a fantastic person...an A-Lister in my book. You are one of thousands of blogs I could read of NY'ers and everyone wants me to read their blog....cough!cough! You are honest when you are hurt, not to self-centered to share your happiness, and I get to see you and your apt grow here on this blog. Rough patches happen and they f'en suck and hurt...but you are a sweetie...keep smiling, working hard, and training like there is no tomorrow. Un abrazo, Joaquin

[Laren]

Thank you. I soooo needed that!!

[joaquin ochoa]

Also, that was a non-slimy hug also at the end of my last comment...wink!