Sunday, August 24, 2008
In the Quiet Morning
Because I still have these odd things happening to my body since all of the surgery I have been through this year, I decided it was time to get back on track with exercise. When I think that Mippy and I used to run at least five miles a day, and sometimes as much as fifteen miles, I wonder how we did it. We used to run in zero weather and ninety-five degree weather. And I have to admit, the endorphins that kicked in were a wonderful thing. So, early this morning, after Ava bit me on the nose telling me she was out of food (Wicked Kitty called her fat, so she is on a diet), I put on some shorts and a t-shirt left over from the racing days and headed for the track. I would love to run the way I did at one time, and hopefully, I can get back to that, but it was nice to be on the track with only a couple of people there. I know we need rain here (sorry, Wacky Mommy, I know you have had LOTS of rain), but the weather this summer has been absolutely splendid. The only thing to ruin this quiet Sunday morning is the man behind us running his STUPID WEED WACKER. In talking with Ginger and Skipper last night we were lamenting about holidays never being holidays anymore. They are days for sales and shopping for bargains. Some of the stores here even open late Christmas day for sales. Kids sports are that way, too. Little league games, soccer games. Not that I don't enjoy all of those things. I do. But maybe we need to re-evaluate how we prioritize things. Meanwhile, the weed wacking has subsided, thank goodness, and I am going to sit in the back yard with my camera waiting for my friends, the deer, and enjoy the quiet of a beautiful Sunday morning. Enjoy your day.