I could have lain in bed all morning. It felt so delicious. The sunrise was pink and lavendar on the snow capped mountains. My tea was extra especially delicious. My husband was nice. But, this is day 6 of "exercise 6 days a week."
My hips are a little out of wack from yesterday's digging - well, they were. After running, its just my one knee that gets a little out of joint. And after two days of so-called "cross-training" I needed to do the BIG run - which I will have to recalibrate. After I went up the different route that one snowy day, I liked it better because there aren't any cars at all.
So, off, out of the driveway, I felt the burn in the back of my legs like always. Just wanted to share that. And I had to walk a few strides up the killer hill.
Something I have been noticing is how deceptive hills are. Sometimes it looks like a hill is steep but it's all relative to the slope in front or behind it, and I am happily, with great nostalgia, remembering something a friend said many years ago.
We lived in Beulah and made the 20 or 30 mile commute to Pueblo regularly. We also did our fair share of hallucinogens. Mushrooms were the preferred escape. One day, old friend Chas said as we drove, "Wow, it's like we're going downhill..." which of course we were, but then of course there was the upslope after the down slope and lord knows where his focus was, and we laughed uncontrollably for a long long time over that. Well, I think about that while running because I can't really tell always what level I'm on if it weren't for my breathing (or lack of). Sometimes, I'm seemingly going uphill at a gallop but of course, not really. It's just my perception. But I think of Chas with great fondness as I pay attention to my breathing and my stride on the ups and the downs.
And, so, I have exercised 6 days in a row for at least 1 hour each day. hurray for me. and by the way, I still weigh 145, but they said next year, not next week.
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