Moe, for better or worse

This blog used to be called "one year in the life of a short fat runner"; then it was called "Am I a runner? you decide." I've decided running isn't the thing I need to talk about here...it'll come up for sure, but it's just one part of me, so I think I'll just call this blog: Moe, for better or worse.

Thursday, August 28, 2008

must.stop.worrying

Have I mentioned I'm a worrier? Dear readers, those of you who know me better than the words on this page know that to say I am a worrier is a grave misrepresentation. "Worrier" doesn't come close to accurately representing my personal occupation...but for lack of a better term to descibe my incessant and unenviably busy head, it will have to suffice.

I worry about everything. Things I can help and things I can't. Things I've said and things I haven't. I worry constantly about the people in my life...but I also worry about stuff. For example, I worry I'm going to lose my engagement ring when I'm driving with my arm out the window and it will be irretrievably lost. That kind of worry...eg crazy thoughts.

I'm particularly worried about the plans for my upcoming race. I don't seem to know a lot of them, about where to be and when, and what's on the agenda. This is making me very uncomfortable.

Last night I was chatting with a friend and he told me, "you've got to trust people, and not worry about things so much... I understand you're getting stressed, but panicking about the details doesn't un-stress everyone else involved."

He couldn't be more right (although he is a bit of a pot calling this kettle noire) and I'm trying to take some deep breaths and shake off some of tension in my shoulders. I recognize that worrying is a wasted use of energy...but it's also a very difficult habit to break.

I worry that I worry too much. Good grief.

4 Comments:

Blogger Rudy Martinez said...

1. Worrying = caring.
2. You are a very caring person

Therefore …

3. You're going to worry more than most people.

It's the people that don't worry, that we need to worry about.

Or not, since they're not worried about it, themselves.

August 28, 2008 12:53 PM  
Blogger sauconRunner said...

Tell me about it, tons of therapy and it still doesn't make the worrying and anxiety stop.

You can always call your worrying friend (me) and we can exchange worries to get them somewhat off our chests.

August 28, 2008 1:15 PM  
Blogger ahimsa said...

Should we have a worrier club? I'd run for some kinda position, like shaky hands or something.

August 28, 2008 7:57 PM  
Anonymous Beaker said...

This entry made me smile cause holy smokes, we are similar! I put a bracelet on today and all day I have been worried that I will forget to take it off later and with either scratch Aiden with it or he will yank it and break it. WTF is that? Worriers of the world unite!!!

September 03, 2008 2:12 PM  

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