As I saw my breath while exhaling the cool air, my eyes greeted the morning sun. It has been months since I have been able to step out the door on a Saturday morning to go for a wog [walk & jog = wog]. I decided before heading out that I was not going to put high expectations on myself, my only goal was to do 4 miles.
With my gloves on I fumbled with my phone as I walked down my driveway trying to turn on the apps that I use on such mornings. Right away I have this urge to turn myself around and go back inside my warm house. Though, I pushed myself past our mailbox; convincing myself that I was, in fact, going to do 4 miles today.
I started complaining in my thoughts; I am tired of being cold! I wish the sun would just shine every day like when I lived in Tennessee.
Realizing this isn’t the best way to start out my wog, I told myself; ‘you better focus on other things or you’re going to give up.’
Read more… “Hello morning!”
Personally, I love to gain knowledge in the subjects that I am passionate about. Either sitting in a group of 5 to 5000 listening to a speaker, or listening to an online podcasts / live feed, I find contentment listening with my pen and note book jutting down those inspiring words spoken. I eat it all up!
Every time I am made aware of an event, I would secretly ‘wish’ I could attend. It is amusing for me to day dream about how I would get there.
Would I go by plane?
What if I took the bus?
Maybe train, that would be fun!
Though, I would have no problem driving, and seeing the landscape of the United States!
I would also imagine all the people I’d meet and the conversations we would have. It would bring me so much enjoyment to ponder these things that sometimes I would become disappointed that it wouldn’t ‘work out’ and ‘maybe next time’ I would get to go. Read more… “Calories in verse calories out.”
Have you ever experienced that moment when that special person you are close to, understands you? When you think to yourself; ‘wow they get me’ and it is forever etched in your heart.
Read more… “Being understood”
What is that sound? I thought to myself as I tried to figure out where the head of my bed is. Somehow the position of my body was farther down the mattress than normal. Once I figured out where I had to reach, I grabbed at the floor to find my phone to turn off the alarm clock.
Right away, I start with my morning routine. Let the dogs out, get a glass of water and take my vitamins, start the coffee, and then turn the hall light on so not to shock my husband Bob awake [sometimes he turns the hall light on so I can get a few minutes longer in bed].
Getting lost in my thoughts; I think about the discussions at BSSM class the night before. Wanting to finish my reading assignment, that should have been done, I pick up my book to read a few lines before carrying on with my morning list of things. But I then figured I should get Bob’s lunch I place the book down on the countertop and proceed to get his food around. Read more… “Giving myself permission”