It seems that when you get to be an adult, the accomplishments are somewhat fewer and farther between than when you were little. Or maybe they aren't, only less celebrated. The big ones still are - babies, marriages, graduations - but there isn't really a celebration for managing to complete the everyday business of being a grown up. No one tells you that you did a good job when you folded the laundry, or claps for you when you manage to show up on time AND with an outfit that is clean (although if your outfit also matches and is ironed, then sometimes there is a bit of clapping - after all, major accomplishments should always be noted).
It never really bothers me that the general business of living isn't acknowledged -- I go on about my business, and that's just fine with me.
But Saturday? Saturday deserved a bit of clapping. I finished a half marathon.
I finished a half marathon with almost no preparation (which, by the way, is NOT a method that I recommend).
And I was even lucky enough to have some friends there to cheer me (and the other girls running with me) on. Which deserves some clapping too, since it was not only early on a Saturday morning, but COLD.
So these are my best shots from last week. Because this? This was the best thing I have done in a long time. And it deserved a little bit of clapping.
For more best shots, see what everyone has to share at Tracey's!