summertime dream (day 62)
It's 52F outside right now, which is the warmest it's gotten all day, and barely fifteen degrees higher than that inside. This is not exactly cold, not really, but it's definitely not warm, especially as it's still drizzling rain.
(I am not turning on the heat. It's June. I did cave enough to put on a sweater, though.)
Today has so far -- knock on wood -- been better than yesterday, which is good. It's also good to realize that the same awareness of certain realizations that slammed into me with the force of a sledgehammer yesterday has stuck with me. I didn't post about yesterday at the time, because frankly it was just awful enough that I didn't want to pour that sort of vitriol onto the virtual page. I'm mentioning it now only because at the same time I think it's important for me not to forget just how awful it was, because sometimes it's the least pleasant lessons that have the most to teach us.
I think I'll make that my meditation for the day, and as such, it's worth repeating:
Sometimes it's the least pleasant lessons that have the most to teach us.
Today has been a day of planning and organizing and taking steps that have needed to be taken. It has not been a day for getting much done in the way of work-related items, but that's all right. It hasn't quite yet been a day for school-related items either, but that's all right too, at least for now.
One of the things I did get done was to go out and obtain a treadmill, which is something I've been wanting for several years.
"But Aspen," comes the plaintive cry, "you live in Colorado! Why would you want to go running inside your house?"
The answer to that is a fairly simple one: because I don't like running in (or on) ice and snow, nor in rain, nor alone in either the darkness before dawn or that after sunset. A treadmill will help me to ensure that I can keep my aerobic exercise schemes on track, as it were, with minimal risk. I liked using the one in the old apartment complex; I'm certain I'll like this one even more.
Onward and upward. Perhaps I'll write more on the specifics of where and why later.
(I am not turning on the heat. It's June. I did cave enough to put on a sweater, though.)
Today has so far -- knock on wood -- been better than yesterday, which is good. It's also good to realize that the same awareness of certain realizations that slammed into me with the force of a sledgehammer yesterday has stuck with me. I didn't post about yesterday at the time, because frankly it was just awful enough that I didn't want to pour that sort of vitriol onto the virtual page. I'm mentioning it now only because at the same time I think it's important for me not to forget just how awful it was, because sometimes it's the least pleasant lessons that have the most to teach us.
I think I'll make that my meditation for the day, and as such, it's worth repeating:
Sometimes it's the least pleasant lessons that have the most to teach us.
Today has been a day of planning and organizing and taking steps that have needed to be taken. It has not been a day for getting much done in the way of work-related items, but that's all right. It hasn't quite yet been a day for school-related items either, but that's all right too, at least for now.
One of the things I did get done was to go out and obtain a treadmill, which is something I've been wanting for several years.
"But Aspen," comes the plaintive cry, "you live in Colorado! Why would you want to go running inside your house?"
The answer to that is a fairly simple one: because I don't like running in (or on) ice and snow, nor in rain, nor alone in either the darkness before dawn or that after sunset. A treadmill will help me to ensure that I can keep my aerobic exercise schemes on track, as it were, with minimal risk. I liked using the one in the old apartment complex; I'm certain I'll like this one even more.
Onward and upward. Perhaps I'll write more on the specifics of where and why later.