July 31

Distance: 7 miles
Song of the run: There's Your Trouble - Dixie Chicks
Wildlife: Geese in the mist rising off the supply ponds amongst water lilies.

Run notes:
A rainy day here in the northeast. Usually I wimp out on these types of days but I figured there's wasn't much of a difference being soaked due to sweat or rain. Originally I was only going to run 5 miles as I was supposed to go mountain bike riding this afternoon with my husband. However, after the rain started coming down even harder I realized that was not going to happen so I decided on six miles. Then it cleared and I figured seven was a good number.

Not sure why The Chicks came to mind today. I guess they were still in my head from the workout of yesterday.

HOW HIP ARE WE?
I was thinking about a conversation I had with my daughter about her date last night. She let me know quite clearly that she thought my concepts about what is and is not acceptable pretty archaic. In some ways I was offended, hell, I'm not that old. In other ways I was amused. I felt I had lived on the cutting edge and experienced the Vietnam war, the Summer of Love, and Woodstock. I came from the era of ultimate rebelliousness, so my ideas should seem hip. I think it just shows that no matter who we thought were, or how cool we were growing up, it doesn't matter.

The next generation is so involved in themselves, their space of time is the only thing that is pertinent. I am sure my daughter thinks how she lives her life and the things her friends experience are much more exciting than anything anyone has ever done in the past. I know, I felt the same way at that age. Yet, for all of that she listens much of the same music as her father and dresses ala Nirvana, which is a good 10-15 years old. So how much do we evolve?

I thought my parents didn't get any of it because they were too old to have ever been with it. I vowed never to get like them and yet here I am. Or not. I still think I am cooler than my parents. You always think you know more than your parents. The aspect of that just changes as you get older. I am sure my daughter looks at me that way. So in many ways the both of us, although we have opposing positions, are in the same place. We are still growing up.