You really just never know. I’ve spent the last week feeling somewhat out of sorts. Struggling against a cold that seems to go away and then sneaks right back up on me. Feeling a little slow and sluggish. Sneezy and snotty and occasionally snitty. That pretty much sums it up. Well, this morning I was determined not to let the bastards get me down. After generally slugging my way through a night that could have been fun with K (nice long walk after work, pizza on the couch, Six Feet Under, pudding!!) I had had enough.
So I put on my shoes and headed to the lake. As a decidely “non-athletic” kind of girl, I am so grateful to K for introducing me to this part of myself. She has been such a patient supporter of my slow and often bitchy entree into the world of running. Some would call what I do “jogging”, but I prefer the term “running” because I think I’m pretty fast. 😉 I’ve gotten to the point where this is actually a pleasant and meditative kind of practice for me and today was definitely one of THOSE kinds of days. The kinds of days when your body feels good and the air feels soft and everything smells earthy and right. As I was making my way I started to feel lighter somehow. Still a bit snotty and sore in the shoulders, but more clear. At some point, I looked down and there was a colorful (herd, gaggle, murder, school??) group of butterflies ringing my feet. I think some people call that grace.