Cutting It Short
Anonymous commented on my last post that my posts are too lengthy, so out of respect for him/her, this is my post (or lack thereof) for tonight. (And this post is dedicated to Thumper #1, may he rest in peace - thanks for bringing up such a great memory!)
Triathlon Training Update - Today we had to do a 40 minute bike ride (rode 8 miles) followed by a 10 minute run. My softball game started at 8:15, and we are supposed to be at the game 15 minutes early, so when I started the bike ride at 7:15, I knew I was going to be cutting it short. Since my bike was at my parents' house, which is about 5 minutes from the ball diamond, I decided I would ride my bike, end up back at my parents' house, start running towards the ball diamond, and then they would pick me up on the way. The problem with this strategy - Elizabeth and my dad got involved in a competitive game of dominoes, and my 10 minute run turned into more like 15. So I was late to the game, Kelley benched me once again due to my tardiness (I really am sorry Kelley, I promise I won't be late next game - I know it affected my performance) and Dad and Elizabeth are grounded. However, someone much more talented than I played short field, we won our game 6-1, and we are into the quarterfinals slated for next Monday.
Triathlon Training Update - Today we had to do a 40 minute bike ride (rode 8 miles) followed by a 10 minute run. My softball game started at 8:15, and we are supposed to be at the game 15 minutes early, so when I started the bike ride at 7:15, I knew I was going to be cutting it short. Since my bike was at my parents' house, which is about 5 minutes from the ball diamond, I decided I would ride my bike, end up back at my parents' house, start running towards the ball diamond, and then they would pick me up on the way. The problem with this strategy - Elizabeth and my dad got involved in a competitive game of dominoes, and my 10 minute run turned into more like 15. So I was late to the game, Kelley benched me once again due to my tardiness (I really am sorry Kelley, I promise I won't be late next game - I know it affected my performance) and Dad and Elizabeth are grounded. However, someone much more talented than I played short field, we won our game 6-1, and we are into the quarterfinals slated for next Monday.
posted by Deb at 11:23 PM
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10 Comments:
If I stop linking and reading other people's blogs long enough to post on my own, I an going to write about blog ettiquette...one of my points will be that I do not think people should leave anonymous comments, and if they do, I definitely do not think they should carry any weight (at least not enough to convince you to write a short post when your long ones are so wonderful and interesting.)
I agree with Jaena! I like long posts (especially those that have something to say—like yours)!
It's kind of like:
short post=bag of airline peanuts
long post=full home-cooked meal
Hmmm....
Anonymous may prefer a few peanuts, by I choose a blog that leaves me with something to digest!
I would think another piece of blog etiquette would include leaving comments that only build up and encourage the blogger. I also like your blogging. (In fact, I searched your profile looking for an e-mail address to chat about that anonymous comment - - - it bothered me so.)
Okay, I must confess, I do actually know who "anonymous" is, and I couldn't help but continue the joke with her. Keetha, I know what you mean about types of comments, and I think I know what you are referring to. One of the blogs I read daily (and you read, too, because you commented on this post)received an anonymous comment with an edge to it (actually it could have been perceived as critical) and was also written in a way that the author would not be able to tell who anonymous was. I think if someone is going to leave a post like that (and it was borderline inappropriate in my opinion) they should at least sign their name to it. As for my "anonymous" commenter, you know I love you, and get ready for a record breaking length post on Sunday!!!
Deb,
You are forgiven for being late. I was actually worried someone might have kidnapped you off your bike. :) I'm just glad you were safe. Next Monday will be a different story however. No training before the game!!! I don't agree about the short fielder being more talented though. You do a super job there!
As for your anonymous debate...I think people need to realize that often times the author knows who the anonymous person is and though it might sound "edgy" it might be a joke that only the anonymous and author of the blog will get. Prior conversations that I've been privy too, helped me to know exactly where this commenter was coming from. No malice was intended of this I'm sure.
.....do you know what i think? anonymous bloggers should eat dirt and die......that's just not right.
Now I do feel a bit silly. I actually DID wonder to myself if "anonymous" on your blog knew you and it was some kind of inside joke. But, several of the phrases in that comment seemed to me to be so sharply pointed that the MAMMA BEAR in me rose to your defense.
If you say all is well - - - and your feathers weren't ruffled, then I'll tell Mamma Bear to hibernate.
:-)
.....i mean, really, what business is it of "theirs"?
do you truly believe some anonymous comment about the length of Deb's blog would stop her from talking......no way.....yack, yack, yack......and the best part about all of this, she's going to love that she's gonna have atleast 9 comments on her post today......it's all about the porter, competetive nature......i'm doing it for you Deb.....love ya. :)
have i ever told you that i actually happen to love peanuts... especially the airline kind.....what a coinkedink. ;)
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