Soccer cleats and sensible pumps...with a makeup bag and purse thrown into the mix. There's also a very sensible but very unstylish backpack that's hard to see in the background that holds everything from snack bars to deoderant to a change of fresh underwear when life demands it. And believe me--life demands it.

This image struck me as funny from my perch on the bed. My I'm-still-recovering-from-a-weekend-of-sports-and-ibuprofen-ain't-doin-the-trick-perch. This is my life right now though. Haphazard at times with a curious blend of footwear and lifestyles. But I love it. The fast-paced world of tv journalism mixed with intense athletic sports that helps to maintain my sanity and my weight. I'm every woman. Definitely not a '78 Chaka Khan version, but more like a 21st century version of a woman who wants to look good and feel good.

Now granted, right now I don't feel so good because of the hits I've taken on the field this weekend, but by tomorrow I'll be up and running in my sensible heels trying to change the world one Listen Up TV show at a time. I guess in keeping with my "mixing" and "blending" analogies, I could also say that when it comes to my life in progress, I'm just "shaken and not stirred." Not that clever, but come on--you have to admit it's cute.

For those of you concerned about my dusty hardwood floors and even more worried about shoes not being put where they belong, not to worry. Sunday is my cleanup day for the week. I'll get to it....Sunday also happens to be my reflective day of the week. Hence these few paragraphs that turned a private smile about my clash of worlds into a now public one :)

---From Walt Whitman's "Song of the Open Road"

AFOOT and light-hearted I take to the open road, Healthy, free, the world before me, The long brown path before me leading wherever I choose.
Henceforth I ask not good-fortune, I myself am good-fortune, Henceforth I whimper no more, postpone no more, need nothing, Done with indoor complaints, libraries, querulous criticisms, Strong and content I travel the open road...

---And the final word goes to...Paul

"Hold firmly to the word of life; then, on the day of Christ’s return, I will be proud that I did not run the race in vain and that my work was not useless. "

Phillipians 2:16

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