This blog has instigated a number of firsts for me,
including my first blog, the first time I have shared my writing with friends
and family, and now, my first foray into the world of Twitter. I was definitely more afraid of Twitter than I
was of blogging. I knew the basic
premise, I had read some tweets, but I am still discovering how to fully take
advantage of it. So, last night I decided
to create a Twitter account, which took a lot longer than I anticipated. I knew that the tweets were restricted to a
certain number of characters, but had no clue that my Twitter name (probably
not the accurate terminology) was also restricted. After I discovered that Running from the Runs was too long, I was eventually able to
shorten it down to Rnningfrmtherns. Upon completion of this task I was ready to compose
my first tweet – I tweeted about my new blog.
And suddenly, I had a follower! And
then another! My husband was home
studying, and I was tweeting and screaming. And then, I noticed it. To my horror, my follower was very interested
in ... blowjobs?... Not my target
audience. With that, my bubble was completely
burst and I came to the realization that one of my two followers was in fact
blowjob-related spam. The other follower
appears to be legitimate, but I am now paranoid and suspicious, I thought about
removing them in case they were spam, but I really didn’t want to be rude. So, I will have to keep a close eye on this
situation. A colleague of mine did warn
me that I would have to monitor for spam, he wasn’t kidding, within an hour of
setting up my account I had been spammed!
In other news, I have signed up for my first 10K
race as part of the Bluenose Marathon weekend.
I will not be aiming to beat anyone in this event; I just want
to complete it without crapping my pants.
My running partner and I have been thinking about participating, but had yet to sign
up. I figured since I was on a roll trying new things that I should just bite the bullet, there is no backing out now! We briefly considered attempting the
half marathon, but, as I still can’t run longer than two 6-minute intervals in a row, I decided
to play it safe. This will
give me a good opportunity to ease into it, especially since I have no
idea what to expect from this event.
I really hope there are lots of port-o-potties along the way, otherwise, on May 20th I will be panic-stricken on some poor stranger's doorstep.
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