Right, I’m going to wish myself a happy birthday. I don’t think it’s narcissistic, I’m just taking a moment to commemorate the occasion.
Sometimes I feel like a broken record. Same old goals, and commitments that I don’t honour. Read more
Random thoughts that don’t warrant a full post
I am consumed by thoughts of organizing the house and chucking unloved things onto the curb. But the rest of life does go on.
Seems like most companies encourage their people to stay healthy and participate in some sort of physical activity. I’m not generally a cynical person, so choose to believe that they encourage a culture of wellness because they want me to have rosy cheeks and fit into my smaller pants. G’s photo is in the dictionary beside the word, “cynic” so believes the goal is to limit sick days and keep health care costs down.
Yesterday morning I started a training program for the Peachtree Road Race – 10km on July 4th in hot, humid, hilly Atlanta. I’ve completed several 5k races, but this is the first time I’ve put myself out there (and invested a considerable amount for entry and mailing of my race number) for a longer race.
Each week I’ll share some random thoughts, ideas, observations, both silly and serious, that aren’t worthy of a full post.
Daylight Saving Time started today in most of North America, so apparently Spring is not too far behind.
Yesterday I went for my usual Saturday morning run/walk. It was a truly beautiful morning with clear blue skies and a chill in the air (about 38F, 3C). There’s a true gem in the middle of Atlanta with running/ walking/ biking pathways along the Chattahoochee River. In spite of the gorgeous day, the paths were really quiet because it’s just too cold for a lot of the Southerners. My Canadian blood loves the cold mornings. I laugh in the face of freezing weather!
I stopped and took a few pictures along the way as this is a special part of the world to me. On the particular path I use, at the south end you can see high rises and cars flashing by on a massively busy highway. On the north end there are a few apartments and miles of brick McMansions and private golf courses. But once you get about a quarter of a mile down the path you’re in the country. Just before Christmas I was treated to a doe and her two babies grazing beside the path.
The park is pretty barren right now, but with a couple of days of sun and the rain that is forecasted for this week the leaves of the smaller shrubs will be covered with a soft green velvet. Then the red will appear on the tips of the Maples, followed by the glow of spring green on each and every tree. I give it about two weeks. I have crocuses blooming in my garden, and the grape hyacinths are about to pop.
One of my goals for the weekend was to get out and enjoy this part of Atlanta. I’m not really much of a runner, I use a run/walk method (thank you, Jeff Galloway!), however even when I trudge along at my 12-minute mile pace, I feel more free and centered mentally and emotionally than at any other time in my week. There’s something about being out there is the ‘big’ world, my mind only thinking of the next step, that always makes me feel at peace. I’m really grateful we have this place to enjoy.
“In this world you’re either growing or you’re dying so get in motion and grow.”
When I was young (well, younger than I am today), I rolled my eyes at the idea of mid-life reflection. Yet here I am in my early 50s, and I’m looking critically at my life, and my imprint here on this earth.