Iron Man 70.3, Mossel Bay

If there was a medal for resembling a ripe tomato, or a parboiled crayfish, I’d win it. Every. Single. Time. As I sit typing this post, more than 24 hours after being in the sun, the heat is still radiating off my skin. #sunburnisnotforsissies

It’s not the first time this has happened to me, nor is it likely to be the last. I just have the type of complexion that the sun sees and thinks fry, roast, or cremate. The last time I got this sunburned, I was reading my book on the riverbank while Charlie was fishing. My legs got so burned that day, I couldn’t even wear my short pajamas because they hurt. That was four years ago. You’d think that I’d be a little wiser by now, but alas, I clearly am not. I seldom venture out for some natural Vitamin D, but when I do, I make up for it.

Lucky Number One-Oh-Seven…He’s Funny Too!

I love waking up to emails that say xxx liked your blog, or yyy is now following your blog.  There is a sense of accomplishment in it.  If you want to follow my blog, please do.  Or dont.  But please share my posts, if you think they’re worthy.

This morning I woke up to find out that a blogger called Tony Self of is now following my blog.  That brings the total number of strangers reading the Reflections of this Misfit to 107.  Yay! *Awkward happy dance that resembles a frog in a blender* 

In just a few of his posts that I read, I was laughing like I haven’t in a long time, because on some levels I can totally identify with the conversations his Conscious and Subconscious have.  If you’re looking for some good old-fashioned best medicine, pop over to his blog, The Self-Talk Show

Wishing you all a happy, safe, fun weekend!