Jenny Lawson is evil. EVIL, I say.
November 19, 2012 :: 9:54 AM
So, I had that total Red Dress Moment, where it did exactly what I needed it to do. It brought me to a place where I could grant myself that moment of silliness, of strength, of… well, all those things I got out of wearing a red dress for a few hours.
That led to me doing GISHWHES. I can’t even begin to tell you what that did for me. It really was life changing. I am not the same person I used to be before that.
And now, I have the “silly” goal of earning my “GORUCK Tough” patch for my new GR1. It HAS to be earned. By passing the Challenge, which is ~20 miles and ~10 hours of what is basically a slice of Special Forces training. I’m nowhere near in shape enough for this, so I just emailed a gym. My goal is the March 16th challenge in Boston, by I may travel to do a later one. (For more info: The GORUCK Challenge)
Yes, I justified dropping $300 on a backpack. Made in the USA, made for combat, made by a company led by a pretty fucking awesome person (or so I’m told, but that intel is from someone I really trust). Yeah, it’s a $300 backpack, but it’s so much more than that…
Who would have thought that wearing a red dress would lead to so many positive changes and a return to who I really was before the bipolar took hold and basically ruined my life?
