Phobias & Winning
I mentioned in my last blog that my husband & I were going to a church conference. I have to admit, I'm not much of a "conference person" Actually, I may have phrased that too lightly. I actually strongly dislike large, organized, institutionalized, group meetings. That means that a "conference" is like pulling teeth for me. There could be a conference on running or nutrition and I still wouldn't like it. For one thing, my butt gets sore from sitting through numerous sessions & my hip-flexors seize up from being scrunched into hard chair with no room to stretch my legs out, similar to air-plane seating. Then there is the issue of having to use the restroom during a session. I look down my row in both directions trying to determine the shortest route out. Then I stand up and try to shimmy past 5 sets of knees without tripping, kicking people, stepping on a purse or landing in someones lap. The return from the restroo...