I actually ran last night. It had been a sad week since I ran, and I figured I’d have to crawl my way through it. I actually ran with having to walk only twice because the humidity kills me and I might have had a heat stroke. I’m exaggerating, of course. It’s getting quite toasty here in Oklahoma. The humidity is thick and the heat is hot, you gotta love Oklahoma weather.
Anyway, I ran last night at Red Coyote, they have a Pack Pint Run every Thursday. After you run your 5k, you get free beer and get to socialize. I love the running and the beer part, and I’m making myself get out there and socialize with other runners. I’ve met a lot of great people at these events and it’s really motivating seeing the progress of others. I also use the DailyMile, which is a great way to interact with other runners online. I obviously prefer the dailymile over the social interaction of the runs, but I’m making an effort, right?
Workout: 3.2 miles/10:21 pace
Not too bad considering the humidity.
Yes, I am aware that I misspelled “phony”, it was intentional.
Smart phones and technology have made life pretty convenient for people like me who hate talking on the phone and having actual human interaction. Growing up as a kid, I would spend hours upon hours talking on the phone to my friends. We would prank call people, get into telephone fights, and listen to the radio while singing songs at the top of our lungs.
The internet came along and my parent’s let me have free range of it. It was dial-up and it was slow, but the world was at my fingertips. I started using Yahoo! Messenger and AIM, along with posting on a forum called “Smile and Act Nice.” I was a 13 year old girl posting topics and replies among 20-40 year old douche bag know-it-alls. My parents had no idea what I did on the internet, they didn’t really care to know. Looking back, I probably could’ve met that “17 year old football star” who found me on YM wanting to meet up for ice cream, and then consequently have been murdered.
When I was 17, my parents let me get a cell phone for “emergencies only.” I’m pretty sure everyone I knew had this phone, and I don’t want to brag, but I was a bad ass at Snake.
Texting started getting more popular when I started college in 2004. You mean I can communicate with people wherever I am and not have to actually speak to them? Sign. Me. Up.
I found out quickly that $500 cell phone bills weren’t worth my “savings” of the $10 – 250 text message plan. I learned that Unlimited texting is where it’s at. I also learned that Caller Tunes weren’t worth the $2.99, especially when people didn’t really care to hear “Baby Got Back” every time they called you. Rookie mistake.
Text messaging has made my antisocial behavior intensify. My dislike for speaking with people on the phone was remedied by the wonderful world of text messaging.
Too bad you still have to interact with people face to face, which I’m sure one of these days they’ll figure a way out of that. I don’t know how that’d go in my profession, but I’ll kiss the person who figures it out.
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