Iâ€™m feeling quite good today as I begin my 59th trip around the sun.
What really helped get this good feeling is a return to routine.
I went to Massachusetts at the beginning of May and my daily routine changed. It was all well and good, until I got sick on the way home from that trip and spent close to two weeks sleeping, snorting, and complaining.
The last few days Iâ€™ve been vertical, and can see the road back to health. I could see it, but could not get there. Iâ€™ve talked about taking a walk everyday this week, but as we all know talking about it is almost the same as doing it. Kind of like saying, Iâ€™ll try. We â€œtryâ€ until we do and it is the â€œdoâ€ that counts.
Today, my morning routine came back. I stepped into my practice! Deep breath.
I put on the ear buds, turned on a podcast, grabbed my walking poles and set out for a morning walk; the first of two I will take today. I stopped at â€œmyâ€ spot and did a little qigong and came home. My practice.
Iâ€™m still a little slow, but grateful to be moving.
Then – a cuppa coffee and while Iâ€™m in a mood about routine, a short stint at writing a bloggy thing. I hold excitement for the day. See, this apple did not fall far from the tree of selfishness about birthday attention. I went to my computer and sure enough â€” emails and Facebook wishes abound wishing me well. Thank you!
I thrive when a rut becomes a groove!