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Thursday, June 24, 2010

On a good one.

On a good one. That term is used so often around my home life. The phrase is used to describe a person who is passed buzzed but not yet drunk. Interchangeable with tipsy but around here tipsy is only used for girls. How does the phrase connect to me right now? No I am not under the influence of alcohol right now. Rather it connects to the state that I am in at the moment. I'm at sort of an equilibrium. Life is extremely calm and carefree just how I've wanted it to be for a while. No my life is not perfect; it is far from it, but I'm okay with that right now. It's just so simple right now. No I don't have a specific girl in my life, but I'm fine with that. I'm just going with the flow. Everything just seems to be falling into place for me. Running is getting back to the place where it once was, a kind of escape from reality instead of a dreadful chore. I put the headphones on and I'm off every day at this point 8+ miles a day. I don't see it as a chore anymore but more of an adventure just like life. I don't see either as work but rather going out and discovering different roads and trails to go on, some amazing, and other excruciatingly awful, but that is the fun part. Everything is starting to connect. I am where I want to be. Sure I don't have some of my closest friends with me anymore but I have met some new people that have welcomed me into their sort of family that I have been longing for ever since I had a taste of it my freshman year.
Online has been shook up as well. With the attempt by some to collapse the community of runners that had been built on Dyestat, many were left in despair. Now many of those on the outside of it may think, "Oh it's just a stupid track website.", but to us it was more than that. It was a place where we could all come together and although many of us had differing points of view we were all united under one thing, running. Running had played a part in our lives one way or another, and with the end coming near we all came together that fateful night. One chat room. 12 members on camera and a total of ~75 people in there waiting to see what happens next. 9:00 strikes and it's over. Surprisingly even with all that the community still managed to find a solution, Tracktalk.net. Made by the people for the people. Within day 1 we had already gotten an offer from runnerspace to help us. Amazing what people can do when they come together.
Now I sit here in my room alone but not sad. I'm happy where I am at right now. I awoke this morning and said "Wow I'm happy where I am."