very brassy christmas
i have a history of losing items when i go to a yoga class.
back in boston, i lost a pair of sunglasses - dropped them in the bathroom before yoga, and they were gone afterwards. clearly someone stole them, but it's my fault i dropped them in the first place. i never got them back.
when i moved to san francisco, i lost my brass rat. for the non-MIT people out there reading this, a brass rat is my school's class ring. the thing that is cool is that every class has a different design, chock full o' symbolism about the class' experience at the 'tute.
anyways, i can't prove that i lost the rat in my yoga class, but i'm about 86% certain that i did. it disappeared shortly after attending one. i had gone to class right after work. i took the rat off and placed it in my bag. perhaps it fell out of the pocket? i am not sure. i never found my old ring. it was a very sad realization when i moved to my new apartment and the ring never turned up...
recently, i ran the nike women's 1/2 marathon. one of our finishing gifts was this awesome necklace from tiffany's. it had a small simple silver chain, and a charm of a girl running, specially designed for the race.
i wore it every day after the race, for a week.
until i went to yoga.
and took it off, after it kept catching on my chin...
i set it on my jacket.
and somehow, i dropped it after class.
i was in the last class of the day, and when i went back to the studio the very next morning, it was gone.
another theft? a case of it being swept into the trash? who knows. it never turned up. i'm really pissed about this still. quite stupidly upset at myself, but there is nothing i can do except try to stop losing things i really care about... and don't even get me started on the things i've lost while NOT in yoga, like the awesome mittens my dad gave me years ago. i cried about losing those on my way home from physics 1.23 at frickin' harvard...
anyways. the point?
two months ago, right after i lost the necklace, when i was feeling particularly down... and i exhausted all attempts to get another one... i decided that there was ONE thing i could do, at least, to feel a little better about sucking so much.
so i gave myself an early christmas/late birthday present: i re-ordered my old MIT brass rat! not cheap, but SO completely worth it. and the company who makes them rules -- they had all my sizing and engraving info still in their system, so they could exactly recreate my old ring.
and it arrived today! hooray!
i'm very happy now. i promise not to lose it again, or it will become a very expensive habit...
back in boston, i lost a pair of sunglasses - dropped them in the bathroom before yoga, and they were gone afterwards. clearly someone stole them, but it's my fault i dropped them in the first place. i never got them back.
when i moved to san francisco, i lost my brass rat. for the non-MIT people out there reading this, a brass rat is my school's class ring. the thing that is cool is that every class has a different design, chock full o' symbolism about the class' experience at the 'tute.
anyways, i can't prove that i lost the rat in my yoga class, but i'm about 86% certain that i did. it disappeared shortly after attending one. i had gone to class right after work. i took the rat off and placed it in my bag. perhaps it fell out of the pocket? i am not sure. i never found my old ring. it was a very sad realization when i moved to my new apartment and the ring never turned up...
recently, i ran the nike women's 1/2 marathon. one of our finishing gifts was this awesome necklace from tiffany's. it had a small simple silver chain, and a charm of a girl running, specially designed for the race.
i wore it every day after the race, for a week.
until i went to yoga.
and took it off, after it kept catching on my chin...
i set it on my jacket.
and somehow, i dropped it after class.
i was in the last class of the day, and when i went back to the studio the very next morning, it was gone.
another theft? a case of it being swept into the trash? who knows. it never turned up. i'm really pissed about this still. quite stupidly upset at myself, but there is nothing i can do except try to stop losing things i really care about... and don't even get me started on the things i've lost while NOT in yoga, like the awesome mittens my dad gave me years ago. i cried about losing those on my way home from physics 1.23 at frickin' harvard...
anyways. the point?
two months ago, right after i lost the necklace, when i was feeling particularly down... and i exhausted all attempts to get another one... i decided that there was ONE thing i could do, at least, to feel a little better about sucking so much.
so i gave myself an early christmas/late birthday present: i re-ordered my old MIT brass rat! not cheap, but SO completely worth it. and the company who makes them rules -- they had all my sizing and engraving info still in their system, so they could exactly recreate my old ring.
and it arrived today! hooray!
i'm very happy now. i promise not to lose it again, or it will become a very expensive habit...
posted by megan at
1:05:00 PM
2 Comments:
I'm glad you ordered another rat. You worked for it, you earned it, and you should have it. I can't begin to list things I've lost, not counting things I know were stolen, including a nice pen my father gave me when I went to college. Once in a blue moon you find what you thought you'd lost, like the pin I'd given your mother that she found in a purse she hadn't used in a long time. The world is full of lost objects, like the solitary sock you'll see on the side of the road. How did it get there? Where's the other one? The mysteries of life are infinite in number.
oh good!
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