I had planned to do some sort of workout tonight, but my husband is priming the walls in two rooms so we have furniture everywhere. I had no idea if I would have room to drag anything out. When I walked in the door I said to myself, "hey, you can work out tomorrow and forget tonight."
Then I went upstairs to change out of my work clothes and stretched my hands over my head. It never occurred to me that I couldn't touch the ceiling merely by stretching. In our house in Alden, I would be able to put my hands flat on the ceiling if I reached overhead. Not here in Franklinville.
That was good news. This room was empty (we haven't redone it yet). I could do yoga. And holy hell, I needed it.
So I did.
It was the best I felt doing yoga in months. Certainly the best yoga I've done in our new house.
I was also reminded of a saying I have on one of the pictures in my office at work and a saying I use on my blogs - "She likes to have goals that no one else can imagine, so they'll shut up about how they understand exactly what she's going through." Brian Andreas from StoryPeople
How could I forget that? I do like to have goals no one else can imagine (or very few). Where did that go? Why did I abandon that for the ordinary and usual? Hell no. My goals right now seem ordinary, but ordinary will lead to extraordinary:
- Lose weight
- Gain fitness
- Earn wellness
- Find peace
The extraordinary:
- Do another marathon
- Do a triathlon (dare I suggest an Ironman?)
- Write a book (or several)
And that's just what I'm thinking about today. Wait until tomorrow!
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