I hope everyone had a great weekend. I am on vacation, kinda. This morning my ole bad side almost won me over. How could I honestly ever fall for anything she says? She was very convincing. Enters my good side to save the day, or should I save the exercise plan
I was fortunate that this morning's run involved no hill. I began my run, my stretches and hit the beach. Yes, the beach. The breeze is blowing, the sun is shining and the beach we are staying on is a cape that has very little occupants. I am running. I spot the tracks from the beach cleanup truck and fall into these for my path. I can look down at the sand as there are definitely no trees to hit me.
Today I am not writing my blogs in my head. I am mesmerized by the rhythm of the waves. Entranced with only the clashing of waves, I can feel the imprisonments of life opening its gates to freedom. No responsibility, no deadlines, only the detox of me. With each step that I take I am running to a complete freedom , for a week.
I finally look up and I set my goal. As I reach it, I turn to head back to the house. I look forward to set my new goal and quickly realize that I may have overestimated my distance. I cannot see our house. I encourage myself and keep the steady pace I have set with the waves. Halfway back, my buttocks are burning. My calves are burning also, but I forge forward.
I finally reach the stairs that will lead me back to the road. As I top the stairs I can see grass. This is the place I usually long for but not today. I had noticed yesterday a sign near the ponds "Beware snakes". I think I will just stay on the landing and finish with push ups and cool down.
I walk back to the house, exhausted. I know that today I will be busy with my 4 year old great nephew playing on the beach and in the pool. I decide that tomorrow will be swimming to change up my routine. As I entered the kitchen I quickly grab the Gatorade and the rest is now history.
Til tomorrow....follow yourself to a place of relaxation and happiness.
I was fortunate that this morning's run involved no hill. I began my run, my stretches and hit the beach. Yes, the beach. The breeze is blowing, the sun is shining and the beach we are staying on is a cape that has very little occupants. I am running. I spot the tracks from the beach cleanup truck and fall into these for my path. I can look down at the sand as there are definitely no trees to hit me.
Today I am not writing my blogs in my head. I am mesmerized by the rhythm of the waves. Entranced with only the clashing of waves, I can feel the imprisonments of life opening its gates to freedom. No responsibility, no deadlines, only the detox of me. With each step that I take I am running to a complete freedom , for a week.
I finally look up and I set my goal. As I reach it, I turn to head back to the house. I look forward to set my new goal and quickly realize that I may have overestimated my distance. I cannot see our house. I encourage myself and keep the steady pace I have set with the waves. Halfway back, my buttocks are burning. My calves are burning also, but I forge forward.
I finally reach the stairs that will lead me back to the road. As I top the stairs I can see grass. This is the place I usually long for but not today. I had noticed yesterday a sign near the ponds "Beware snakes". I think I will just stay on the landing and finish with push ups and cool down.
I walk back to the house, exhausted. I know that today I will be busy with my 4 year old great nephew playing on the beach and in the pool. I decide that tomorrow will be swimming to change up my routine. As I entered the kitchen I quickly grab the Gatorade and the rest is now history.
Til tomorrow....follow yourself to a place of relaxation and happiness.
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