The mind can go in a thousand directions, but on this beautiful path, I walk in peace. With each step, the wind blows. With each step, a flower blooms.
It’s National Dog Day! This is Mr Leo. His favorite thing in the world is cuddling on the sofa 🙂 I love his gentle soul.
Don’t stand to crank uphill on bike when recovering from PF. Last Fridays climb did some tendon shredding. This impacted Saturday’s run, as stubborn as I can be at times, I still ran and increased to 3 miles of running. I knew, and could feel, my plantar tendon wasn’t happy. Then I went on a hike Sunday… Gentle, didn’t do more damage but got burny in the heel on hills. PF does not like hills, whatever the activity. No running this week is my punishment.
I received a note from my first love last night via FB. She had dreamed of me the night before and wanted to remind me that I still hold a place in her heart. Sweet connection in a needed moment. I am grateful that I have more positive to say and feel about the people I’ve loved than anything else.
I think some people are just inexplicably bonded. Drawn by forces beyond their own comprehension, they have no choice but to gravitate toward one another. Destined by fate to keep crossing paths until they finally get it right.
Hanging out, trying to get my heart on straight. Listening to a gentle surf, contemplating life, and trying not to get caught up in cognitive distortions.
Stop thinking, and end your problems.