Multiple times a day people ask me, “How are you?” I work with very friendly people. Too often my response is simply: “Ok.” or “Good.” or “I’m hanging in there.” I’m surviving.
I’m surviving? Really? When did I develop this humdrum attitude toward my daily life? Why do humans do that? Why do we focus on the negative? We are always looking ahead and waiting for when life is better, easier, less busy. I was contemplating all of this in the shower yesterday as I rinsed the sweat from my pre-dawn 5×1000 speedwork on the treadmill. Do I really feel like I’m clinging to life from the edge of a cliff?
No! I don’t! I’m kicking life’s butt! Life is good. Really good!
Married life is good. Mr. Neon and I will celebrate 10 years of wedded bliss tomorrow. It’s tough at times, but every single rough moment is worth it for all the good, fantastic, wonderful moments. I’m so thankful I have Mr. Neon to walk these days with, and I’m so grateful that together we made the step into the running, healthy path.
The kids are good. Sure, they are noisy, and obnoxious, and moody, and talk back A LOT. But they are beautiful. They are strong. They are healthy. They are boys…and I love both so much.
Work is good. One of the teen volunteers asked me yesterday if this is what I wanted to be when I grew up. Nope, not in the least. Being a librarian never entered 18-year-old-me’s mind. But I’m so glad that this professional found me. Kids + Books = My Happy Place.
Running is good. So good. I look forward to my workouts. They make me feel strong. I’m less scared of the marathon today than I have been the entire last seven months since I signed up. I feel like once I do this I can do anything.
Are there negative things about all of the main parts of my life? Sure, but I don’t need to number them here. All of the little annoyances of the day are nothing compared to the good.
So am I surviving? No…I am crushing it. When people ask me “How are you?” I’m going to to be honest. “Life is GOOD!”