Two ideas jump out at me, looking at this prompt. One is, not surprisingly, running and owning my own business. Although I’m just not sure what the business would be, maybe get that lingerie store off the ground from eleven years ago? It’s something my city doesn’t have, the markup on lingerie is huge and well, it’s lingerie, it’s fun.
Doing the business plan and organizing all of my ideas about the lingerie store was one of the most fun times of my life. I blogged about it previously but the reason I ended up trashing the business plan and bailed on the whole idea, was because I wanted to buy a house at the same time for the kids and I. I needed to keep my job as a nurse in order to qualify for the mortgage.
Because we were living in a two bedroom apartment, the four of us, the mortgage trumped the lingerie store. But if I was guaranteed to succeed, now I would do it. My own boss.
The other thing that I would do or become, if I would succeed without a doubt, is become a runner. I would turn into one of those people who thrives on, gets their kicks from, can’t sleep without, having their daily run. At some oddball hour too. Like six am.
What kind of childhood did those people have? Was it something their parents said to them each day? It really blows my mind that someone would get up this early, get dressed and lace up running shoes and start running. That seems crazy to me.
I do like getting up early but it’s to drink coffee and do this. I start my morning cross-legged on my yoga mat, coffee beside me, candle lit, jade roller trying to smooth out the lines on my face, and eventually some yoga poses, a far cry from RUNNING.
So if I could, I would have been born one of those people. It would be as second nature as breathing. I would get a high from it, is that what happens when you run? I wouldn’t know. But whatever the feeling is that they get from it, I want it. Effortlessly.
So yeah, just a successful business-owning runner, pretty please.
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