Some Summer Fun 'Fessions

All is fair in fun & 'fessions, right?

It's hard to believe Summer 2022 is (officially) a reality, and we're already facing another turn at the 'fessional. When they say time flies, they aren't kidding.

It's been an interesting few weeks since my last 'fession session. You know, life and all that. Of course, I've got plenty to say...but I'll limit it to just the top five 'fessions for now (you're welcome, LOL).

Shall we get right to it? 

First off, the Summer Solstice of '22...

I love the summer season, and pretty much everything about it. The Solstice hits, though, and I Solstice-fess that it always gives me a touch of  melancholy. Although the progression to shorter days is slow, the fact that I no longer have continued "longer days ahead" to look forward to is a buzzkill. At least I'll still have plenty of daylight, for the next few months, so I plan to embrace every minute that I'm able. Thankfully, I'm an early riser (and usually go to bed late, LOL), so there will be many more sunrises (and sunsets) to experience in the flesh. 

The crash of the medals.

Recently I received a mid-morning text from the hubby, saying he'd heard a loud crash. No big deal, it was just my medal display! Although, I admit I had this "rack" over-loaded, it had never shown any signs of distress. But, I mess-fess, it wasn't a big surprise that this happened. Remarkably, the only casualties were the two Route 66 medals (from the 2016 5K and the 26.2). Both had "bases" attached to them, so they could stand on their own (like hood ornaments), but the bases are no longer intact. Since the medals were hanging, the bases were of no use anyways, so they won't be missed. Currently, all of these medals have temp lodging on the dining room table...

Non-running discomforts

Can we talk about random aches and pains that don't really have anything to do with running (or even fitness, in general)...but they cause more stress and agony than a true injury? I distress-fess, that there's been a lot of non-running discomfort wreaking its fair share of havoc on me lately. My back is finally feeling "back" to normal (see what I did there, LOL) after all of the previous week's gardening action. I still have a weird callous, though, on my pinky from all the viscous yanking I'd done (even with thick gloves). There's also an inch-long "dry skin" crack that split open on my heel a few days ago, so  walking is absolute torture at the moment (thankfully, it isn't too bothersome when I run). I'll spare you a gruesome picture (you can thank me later). And, Wednesday night, I bit into a slice of pizza and some of the grease singed (literally!) the skin on my chin. I'll forego sharing a pic of that as well, but the affected area is about the size of a dime. I know, #EWWW. 

Moving on...

My first-ever blowout brings about a reunion with Gustavas!

As I mentioned in last weekend's WRD post, I had my first-ever flat tire experience. Can I bike-fess that it's a relief to finally have that #FirstFlat over and done? I mean, with all the biking I've done in recent years, it was bound to happen sooner or later. I'm just grateful it happened in town, and less than a mile from my driveway. It really wasn't a big deal (other than the loud sound of the tire blowing), and I didn't crash, lose control, or get injured. And, it gave me the perfect opportunity to reunite with Gustavas, my mountain bike. Sadly, he had not seen any action, since last Fall, until this incident with Krystal's tire explosion.

 

Lastly, this week my Instagram "following" crossed the 6K mark.

While it's exciting to have reached that milestone, I seriously media-fess that I'm still perplexed at how the algorithms work. Also, my Twitter account has almost quadrupled in followers in the past few months. I'm totally perplexed on that, as well, since I'm a terrible Tweeter. I usually post at least once a day (on rare occasions, I may post a second or third time), but I am pathetically terrible about scrolling and interacting with others. And Gustavas? He accompanied me to the lake on Wednesday, and his "nothing-special selfie" garnered a lot of attention. Things that really make me go Hmmm...

Anyways, that's enough 'fessing for the time being. Once again, my (running) soles have been cleansed and I can move onward to the next month. All is now well.

Your turn! Any 'fessions to share, running-related or otherwise? Ever sustained a food burn outside of your mouth? Been victim of a flat tire? How do you feel about the Summer Solstice?

I'm  linking this with Marcia for the monthly Runfessions link-up

I'm also linking this with Michelle, Renee, Darlene, Jenn and Zenaida for the Fit Five Friday Link-up.

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