Taking Action!

I had an epiphany.

It came to me as I was moving Yaris to comply with our German Dictator city parking by-laws--something like no parking on the one side of the street from the 1st to the 15th of April to November, and then on the opposite side of the street the 16th to the end of the month, December to March... I know, crazy, right? Try reading it plastered 5 feet above your head on a tiny piece of tin... But I digress.

I realized it was the 1st of the month (my favorite month), and thus time for a fresh start in my life, as well as Yaris'. So in the words of Fubar, I "gave'r."

1. I joined *dum dum duuuuuum* a cult!

Well, not really. But I joined one of those Running Room running clinics, which is pretty much the same thing as a cult, because we have matching shirts, and we're all instructed to do the same thing at the same time, and there's no Kool-Aid, but there is an electrolyte drink.

It's a 10km training clinic, "developed for a variety of time goals including just 'to complete' all the way up to finishing a 10K in 38 minutes. The night consists of 20 to 30 minute seminar followed by a group run of varying lengths and speeds." Ten weeks, every Tuesday. I'm pretty pumped. Plus, I got a sweet pink t-shirt out of it. I will draw the line at one of those running coats, though. I WON'T buy one of those... Unless it comes in turquoise, in which case maybe...

2. I also signed up for an art class at our local college. Woo to the serious hoo. I've been feeling way too left-brain-ish lately, and I can't seem to get myself motivated to do anything creative. My box of colored pencils and markers sits lonely. I can almost hear them singing a melancholy tune... "Lonely... We're so lonely... We've got nobody, to call our owwwwwn!"

The class is called Drawing One, and it will "enhance my ability to observe and record, using detailed studies and quick sketches. Explore form, space, line, texture, composition, and gesture using charcoal, pencil, and conte crayon." Three hours for ten Thursdays (well, now nine, because I'm starting a week late.) And it's credited! Meaning I'll get graded at the end of it! Meaning I really might have a mid term to look forward to! Ha! Total karma, huh?

All in all, I'm feeling much better, and generally less lumpy. And Ash was right--I can't let somebody else lead. If I can boast I'm f&ckin' fabulous, than I need to back it up, right?

The only thing left to be considered is what Free Samples and I discussed at Subway over a couple of six inchers... I think I'm ready, FS... Wanna take that leap with me?