Resolutions 2012: It’s time for some resolving

If you know me well, you know that I am a pretty tolerable person. And by that, I mean that I can tolerate a lot. Not that people tolerate me — they just don’t have to!

I tolerate a lot but there are some things I just do not like. The short list is needles and bodily fluids. My resolutions for the year are going to be real fun.

Donate blood and do a triathlon — don’t worry, not simultaneously.

Why give blood?

Ever since the blood bank people would come to high school lunch to persuade students to donate blood, I never thought once about it. Needles and blood? Nope, not interested. I hate needles and blood. In college when I would walk to class and see the little signs propped next to trash cans reading “Donate blood today!” I thought about it. I thought about how it’s great that some people are able and willing to donate blood to help a stranger out.

I spent the summer of 2009 in Cambodia. I had to get many shots before this summer in Cambodia. I had multiple visits to the health clinic so let’s say by the last time I went before my trip, I had gotten sort of tolerant to needles. (Don’t worry, I swear to Buddha you will never find me shooting up in a dark alleyway). It just made me think that maybe — sometime in the very far far future — I could muster up the courage to attempt to  donate blood.

Last year I covered a story on the top blood donors in the county. Along with it I visited the local blood donation center and met a few other folks who were donating that day. One person included a young woman — about my age — who said she was donating for the first time ever. She said she had always avoided it before because she was scared of needles. If she can do it, so can I, right?

The least I can do is try. Because I am a vegetarian don’t eat meat except for bacon, if they tell me I don’t have a high enough iron count to donate blood, I will go home and eat a large steak amount of spinach, and be back the next day. I know I will definitely meet the minimum weight requirement — I’m pretty sure I have a good 20 pound buffer that won’t be going anywhere any time soon. Nothing will stop me this year from donating. I may not even know what blood type I am — mom, what am I? — but somebody who really needs it is going to be getting some gosh darn good blood. (OK, now I’m starting to gross myself out. I don’t like bodily fluids, remember?)

Why a tri?

Once again, if you know me well — or have read more than one blog entry here — you will know that I am a runner. I’ve done a marathon here and there. I ran my first half marathon in 2006 and (I think) as of last November the count is at 11. I can run for days but I cannot bike or swim to save my life. Actually, that is not completely accurate. I never did swim team or anything like that growing up but my family had membership to the local pool club and I took lessons. I had several birthday parties at that pool. I think if someone were to push me off of a boat, I’d have sufficient skills to save my own life (so long as the shore is not hours and hours away. I don’t think I could swim for hours and hours).

[Proof that I can swim]

Yes, I understand that my younger brother is at the forefront of this photo, but look at me to the left! I may have my eyes closed but at least I do not have a flotation device like my brother (and cousins behind me)!

What I am trying to say is I am not a strong biker or swimmer but I can do them both. Someonemay try to tell you that I cannot ride a bike because he has never seen me do it, but he is wrong.

 [Proof that I can ride a bike]

Yes, this photo was taken when I was 6 years old but they say one never forgets, right? And look, no training wheels!

I’m going to do a triathlon this year because the thought of one scares me. Doing things that scare you, help you grow or mature or something, right?

People make resolutions like “I’m going to lose weight” or “I’m going to eat healthy” but those are really hard to accomplish if concrete goals are not made. At the end of the year, I can come back here and say “Yes! I donated. Yes! I did a triathlon!” (Or, if I am a big fat failure I will say “I failed, I did not donate blood or do a triathlon because I am loser!”) I will either do them, or not. But, I will!

I don’t normally do resolutions. Last year it was something like “read more.” Yeah, that turned out real well. I probably watched more TV than I ever have in my entire life — that’s what living alone does to you — while finishing maybe a mere five books.

For some reason I can tell that this is going to be a good year. And, with good years come good resolutions. Here’s to doing things I don’t want to (but that I secretly do want to!)

And, if you’d like to come with me and hold my hand while blood is taken from me OR have cookies and juice boxes waiting for me after I donate  OR do a tri with me OR be part of my cheer squad on race day, there’s a sign up sheet at the bottom of this post. (You’re more than welcome to sign up for more than one task).

Oh, and I’m not self-centered or anything … what are you resolving to do this year?


7 thoughts on “Resolutions 2012: It’s time for some resolving

  1. Wow that was unusual. I just wrote an really long comment but after I clicked submit my comment didn’t appear. Grrrr… well I’m not writing all that over again. Anyhow, just wanted to say great blog!

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