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It’s odd to celebrate your birthday because in my mind you are ageless, not older or younger than any day that came before; always the same except better and brighter than all that was.
You are the best kind of person and friend that I never imagined could be, and can’t imagine having lived without and my life is infinitely better for having known you.
The best year of your life should be the one you are living and I hope this one, your 33rd, is this in both principal and practice.
La La Vasquez
This is the way it’s done. (it being the short way to spell everything)
So this morning I laced up my sneaks(for only the second time in as many months) and hit the road.
It was hard.
Just like that I went from someone who could crank out 26.2 miles in less than 4 hours to someone who struggled to keep my legs moving for 3 songs in a row.
My nose was running. My cheeks were red.
“On your Left” repeated over and over by my fellow lakefront joggers
I am feeling sort of despondent about how tough that run just was
But I guess I should be excited about all the GROWING I’ve got ahead of me.
I mean, it’s like I am back at square one…let the learning begin.
My point in sharing all of this is…
I can’t be the only one who fell off the wagon,
So if anyone is looking to get back in their shoes - now is as good of a time as any. And maybe we can get through this sucky part together.
My mantra, for now: Put one foot in front of the other
Who’s with me?
To do three things:
To love what is mortal;
To hold it
Against your bones knowing
Your own life depends on it;
And, when the time comes to let it go,
To let it go