Running

I thought I would talk about my run. I start out DOWN my driveway, which is a bit shorter than 1/4 mile. Then, it goes UP, gently, but always, always, I don't think I can even make it out of my driveway, much less all the way to the mailbox, up the killer hill. but, I trudge on and about half way up to where I start back downhill, I am always by then, lost in thought. after a short downhill, I start up gently, then steeper. I want to stop about halfway. I don't. I tell myself I'll feel bad if I don't just slug it out and go the whole way. There's a sign on the hill that says "slow" which always makes me laugh. I get past that, and after that, I only have to make it past a tree and the steep grade levels out. It's still up all the way to the top, which is about 1/2 mile. All this way, I am surrounded by mountains. It's not like I'm running in the city or a swamp or a garbage dump. It's a dirt road. Sometimes a car goes by - a neighbor on their way to work. My view is outstanding. The way back is mostly downhill. It's amazing, people will visit from, say, the Midwest and we'll go for a walk. let's say we start out downhill. and then we say, " well, don't forget, the way back will be uphill." OH. They are always surprised. Well, my way back is downhill mostly. that's where I just automatically start thinking about my chakras. I usually get through 2 or 3 and then lose my train of thought. but that's o.k. It's a routine. I catch it again up the little hill. then get finished on the way back up the driveway. Into the house, and depending on circumstances, on to situps or bath and dressed for work.
The weather here is frightful and this afternoon I am ready for a book in bed.