OK, so Marcus Aurelius was a smart dude, but I think the late-70s band 10cc may have been pretty clever as well. As I'm sitting here exhausted because I had to cram a masters swim AND my long run for the weekend all into today, Friday -- when I'm also supposed to be working -- I've been thinking...why the hell am I doing this? Well, I'm doing it for the things I love. Like my family, who I'd like to spend time with this weekend. And in particular my kids, who are racing tomorrow morning (taking up that running opportunity) and playing soccer on Sunday a million miles away from home (another running opportunity down the drain). And watching football, including my alma mater Iowa...and watching college football is something to do with my husband (but can't be done while running or swimming). And I love my job, so I don't want to mess that up...basically the suck-i-tude of today can be summed up by "The Things I Do for Love."
But then, after I got into this song, I realize the song has a lot more to do with my life than just how crappy this weekend is. Yeah, I know - having deep thoughts instead of working is so productive.
Too many broken hearts have fallen in the river
Too many lonely souls have drifted out to sea,
You lay your bets and then you pay the price
The things we do for love, the things we do for love.
Yeah, broken hearts falling in the river. That may be me and swimming. Although seriously - of late I seem to be turning into a fish. Weirdest. Thing. Ever.
Communication is the problem to the answer
You've got her number and your hand is on the phone
Living in a 2.5 triathlete household that also includes a crazy-ass soccer player requires extensive communication. Unfortunately, communication is not always the solution - sometimes talking through what all we have to cover in any given week creates more drama than less. I've been kind of feeling that way lately, although I'd never want any of us to give up our goals and dreams. We're all working so hard to achieve.
The weather's turned and all the lines are down
The things we do for love, the things we do for love.
Like walking in the rain and the snow
When there's nowhere to go
And you're feelin' like a part of you is dying
OK, seriously, if you've ever raced in the rain. Or the snow. Or the sleet. Or the heat. Yeah, you're going nowhere fast and feeling like you're dying. I've been there. Yup.
And you're looking for the answer in her eyes.
You think you're gonna break up
Then she says she wants to make up.
Ooh you made me love you
Ooh you've got a way
Ooh you had me crawling up the wall.
Occasionally, very seriously, I wonder if I shouldn't just chuck this all and find a nice habit like knitting - one that wouldn't compete for my family's time and attention, one that wouldn't have me squeezing in 3 hours of workouts on a Friday (and then struggling to work...except I felt like blogging instead), one that would not be completely insane. But then the problem is, I love it. I really love what I'm doing and I don't want to give it up. I'd be crawling up the walls if I wasn't training and racing now.
Like walking in the rain and the snow
When there's nowhere to go
And you're feelin' like a part of you is dying
And you're looking for the answer in her eyes.
You think you're gonna break up
Then she says she wants to make up.
Ooh you made me love you
Ooh you've got a way
Ooh you had me crawling up the wall.
A compromise would surely help the situation
Agree to disagree but disagree to part
When after all it's just a compromise of
The things we do for love, the things we do for love....
Just a silly story about an active family and the things we do for love...
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