I’m here!! I’m alive!!
…..that GOOD kinda sore! Ya know??
Remember her?? Susan Powter? God she was funny. And crazy. And usually right.
It’s Sunday. And I spent it thinking about the 9 miles I didn’t run today.
have you ever been horseback riding? I went once as a kid. At a horse ranch. I think it took 2 people to hoist me up there on top of that H.U.G,E beast. In truth…it was probably a tired old horse, overeating itself on apples at the farm. But I might have been 13 or 14 years old….so I felt like I was mounted 2 miles off the earth up on the back of that big stallion. If…I…fell… off…of…that…thing……….would I have the courage to get back on?
This Sunday…. I woke up on my own. No buzzer, favorite singer, or alarm invading my sleep. My mind climbed out of deep sleep at its own pace, in its own time, when it was ready. I can’t recall the last time THAT actually happened. This. Was. The Perfect. Start. To. My. Sunday. Says me!
I spent 15 miles on my bike today — in the sunshine, temp in the 90s, wind in my face — oh my goodness – it was summer in a bottle!