I guess you probably figured out that most of my blogging of late has just skimmed the surface of my life. But you can get the gist of things just by looking at the pictures.
Things are good and I’m just enjoying having YaYa AND BoBo at home with me. As you can see from this picture, they’re enjoying their time together. It’s really neat to watch the interaction.
The scar on my right leg has started to fade so I figured there was no better time than now to see if the some of the fears from my fall have subsided as well. As I approached the line of treadmills, I told myself “Just run ONE mile, then you can get off if you want.”
The first mile started off slow. I began at 5 mph and increased by 0.5 mph with each 1/4 mile lap until I reached 6.3 mph. I held it here and stayed focused on staying relaxed and letting go — literally. At the 1 mile mark, I paused to take a deep breath of relief and reward myself for making that far. I also changed myTunes to a familiar, more calming set (aka Lady A).
While mouthing the words, I resumed my running. Our Kind of Love, American Honey, and then Hello World. I’m always touched by the lyrics from this song. They’re just so beautiful.
Traffic crawls, cell phone calls
Talk video screams at me
Through my tinted window I see
A little girl, rust red minivan
She’s got chocolate on her face
Got little hands, and she waves at me
Ya, she smiles at me