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Friday, October 12, 2012

Race to the Finish


It’s Friday, which means a few things to me: I will have a whole other person to help me chase the little guy tomorrow (yay), the weekend is here (yay, again), and that I’m still trying to recover from last night’s partying.  Who parties on a Thursday night, you ask?  The most amazing group of gals, that’s who!

Any given Thursday night on Twitter you will see #fmfparty start flowing through your stream around 10:00.  The official start isn’t until 11:00 (eastern), but I can’t wait that long – and neither can many others.  So what is this #fmfparty all about?  It’s FIVE MINUTE FRIDAY y’all!

We hang out - or go on to bed - and wait for Lisa-Jo’s word prompt.  Some write like crazy as Cinderella’s coach is turning back into a pumpkin and try to be the first gal at the ball. (Wait, that analogy didn’t work at all.  But you know what I mean.) It’s 5 minutes of unabashed, unedited fingers dancing on the keyboard.  Then post it, link it up, and go visit your linky neighbors and say hello.  I like to go back several times and see what’s new.

In the need for encouragement?  Look no further.  Read, enjoy, comment, discover, then join us with your own five minutes.  Now Go: Race



The word race conjures up so many images in my head and phrases in my brain.  I want to run the good race as someone who runs to win, per Paul’s instructions.

I used to imagine racing in cycling criteriums.  I may still one day, but in a much older class than I had originally intended.  This is definitely on my life list of things to do.

I race around daily trying to beat the cloch with my seemingly never-ending mental to-do list.  By the way – the clock always wins that race.

I race around our cul-de-sac with my little guy.  He is invariably Lightning McQueen.  I am often King, but occasionally relegated to the role of Chick Hicks, Mater, or even Frank – the angry harvester!  We race and run and bike until we race back to the house.

I race the sun to its setting while trying to live a full life each day.  This is the race I most want to win.  I don’t want to squander the gifts of days that I’m given.

Time’s up.

Linking up with Lisa-Jo here:
Five Minute Friday

6 comments:

  1. Thanks for sharing this! I have a 14-month-old and can't wait to race along with him as Chick Hicks or King! We're still trying to get the walking thing down. Someday... someday...

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    1. I highly recommend a strider or balance bike when he's ready, in about a year. You will have a blast! Get those running shoes out. I have to ride my bike to keep up now. :) Thanks for stopping by.

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    1. Thank you for faithfully stopping by and commenting. I appreciate it.

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  3. Love that last line, Amy. I don't want to take any moment for granted!

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    1. Thanks. That has honestly stayed with me this whole week. Glad you came by.

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