Distractions

    I might just be the worst Republican ever.
   I took me almost twenty four after last nights election results were official to remember to check and see who our next president might be.
   My cell phone was dead and I was distracted by mountain fun times and because of this, I was probably one of the last people in California to see that President Obama was reelected.  That was at one o clock Pacific Time.
   I wish I cared more about this election, than maybe I would have been connected to a computer or watching on T.V. or gossiping and texting with my pals like four years ago but it’s a sad day when politics loving me just can’t get interested in either party.
   It’s not that I don’t care. I love this country and I hope that whats best to fix the economy happens. As a Republican I should stand behind Mitt Romney, right? I just find him a little blah and I can’t see him getting anything done in four years. I’m honestly a little happy that Obama was reelected. I think, even if I disagree with this President quite a bit, he has a better chance of fixing this country with a full eight years than if Mitt Romney had been elected and just had four. (Because let’s face it, would he really get reelected? Doubtful) I just think deep in my heart that Mitt Romney is nothing special and not the Republican to stand behind. I think in four years the GOP can regroup and come up with some one better.
   So who did I vote for? Well, I’ll tell you one thing; it was not Roseanne Barr.
   Four years ago I listened to the election results pouring in, while at work on atypical Tuesday evening. I was surrounded by like minded Republicans, young and old, and we watched John McCain get his ass handed to him. You know what though? It was a great night for us because we were together and we were living this moment in history together.
    This year I think about ten of my fellow employees out of about eighty voted. That is so sad and it breaks my heart that no one cares.
    Of course I say that but last night I was to distracted by watching a meteor shower in a jacuzzi on a mountain top that I completely forgot about our nations history, which was unfolding across our great country.
   Than this morning I got up at dawn and ran at least twelve miles along a ridge line some where above Seven Oaks. Than I ran down to the Santa Ana River bed and continued along a dusty dirt road that hugged piney cliffs. Was I thinking of the politics unfurling around me?
   No, I was running through freezing mountain streams, I was puffing my way up tall mountain sides on a forty degree mountain morning.
   I’ll always be this deeply conservative small town girl, but running has become my new passion and I’m just getting a little sick and tired of politics, debates, arguing and name calling. Instead I’d rather be in a autumn forest, meteors, bear scat and red tail hawks on the horizon.