So it’s been awhile. I’m not really good at keeping up with anything, let alone a blog that no one really reads. What have I been doing that has kept me away from rambling about the awkwardness of my life? Nothing really. I guess I just ramble about my awkwardness to different people so I haven’t had time to write it down. I was training for a marathon. I completed it about a month ago. I finished it under my goal time, which was really cool. I would actually do another marathon. It was pretty fun. Everyone was overly friendly though. I mean, just because we are running the same race doesn’t mean I need to know your life story. There were 33,000 people running the race. If I cared about each person’s reason for running the race, I would still be in San Antonio listening to everyone’s story of triumph.
The cool part about the race was that we got to enjoy the city before I ran. My mom came to visit and we did some site seeing. We got to check out a couple of the missions in San Antonio. They were pretty interesting. There was a lady with a small child in one of the sanctuaries. The child decided it was a good idea to scream… I think it was because he liked hearing it echo. Rather than stop the kid from screaming or bring the child outside, the mother just looked at us, then looked at the kid and said “A little quieter honey”. WHAT?!? A little quieter? How about “don’t scream or you will get it”? That’s gonna stop the kid from screaming. The child kept screaming and rather than do anything about it, the mother just ignored him. Yeah, my mom had to stop me from going over there to let the kid know that it was not appropriate to scream. The child was at least 4 years old… old enough to know right and wrong, that’s for sure. Now I believe in God, but I’m not very religious, so the only option we had was to get out of God’s House to avoid the child. Totally ridiculous. The grounds of the missions were beautiful, minus the “historic” coke machine that was in the sleeping areas. Really? Did they need to add a coke machine out in the mission area? Could they not have just kept them at the visitors center? It was difficult to photograph much of the mission because there were so many elderly people wandering around peering at everything. Even when they noticed that I was taking a picture, they just apologized and walked through it. Why even apologize then? So confusing.
So I guess there is no point to my story other than: I haven’t written in my pointless blog for quite some time. I went to San Antonio to run a marathon. It was fun. Kids need to be kept under control. So do the elderly. :)
The cool part about the race was that we got to enjoy the city before I ran. My mom came to visit and we did some site seeing. We got to check out a couple of the missions in San Antonio. They were pretty interesting. There was a lady with a small child in one of the sanctuaries. The child decided it was a good idea to scream… I think it was because he liked hearing it echo. Rather than stop the kid from screaming or bring the child outside, the mother just looked at us, then looked at the kid and said “A little quieter honey”. WHAT?!? A little quieter? How about “don’t scream or you will get it”? That’s gonna stop the kid from screaming. The child kept screaming and rather than do anything about it, the mother just ignored him. Yeah, my mom had to stop me from going over there to let the kid know that it was not appropriate to scream. The child was at least 4 years old… old enough to know right and wrong, that’s for sure. Now I believe in God, but I’m not very religious, so the only option we had was to get out of God’s House to avoid the child. Totally ridiculous. The grounds of the missions were beautiful, minus the “historic” coke machine that was in the sleeping areas. Really? Did they need to add a coke machine out in the mission area? Could they not have just kept them at the visitors center? It was difficult to photograph much of the mission because there were so many elderly people wandering around peering at everything. Even when they noticed that I was taking a picture, they just apologized and walked through it. Why even apologize then? So confusing.
So I guess there is no point to my story other than: I haven’t written in my pointless blog for quite some time. I went to San Antonio to run a marathon. It was fun. Kids need to be kept under control. So do the elderly. :)
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