Good morning folks. Daniel is back from working out of town and the man never ceases to make me laugh. I made him carne con chile and tortillas. I found him in the fridge reading labels. When I asked him what he was doing, he says "just want to make sure you're not giving me goat cheese." I laughed. I am still laughing. Really? The smell alone would give it away.
Can't understand why he doesn't love goat cheese. I mean he grew up on a farm? Lol.
After breakfast, we went for a walk at Royer Park in Roseville. I was wearing flip flops and felt the need to just jog. I may have done a mile. It felt wonderful.
Never under estimate the power of a brisk walk and jog.
It's funny that maybe we walked/jogged for 40 minutes. I love that 40 minutes doesn't even feel like exercise. My goal after recovery is to keep moving. I absolutely love the fall weather and I want to enjoy the warmth of the sun until ugly winter settles in.... When you love to walk, jog, hike, bike... winter becomes your less favorite season..
Yesterday, I had a few moments of sadness. I allowed myself to feel it. I am sure training someone to fill in for me while I am on leave fueled the sadness. The sadness did not last amazingly... It's all because I read a verse on a picture that has long been in my kitchen. It read: "Faith is the bird that sings when the dawn is still dark." Such powerful words. I never noticed them before. It was then that I dried my tears and heeded God's reminder that I trust in him. He has my back.... Amen.
Well folks, I'm gonna take a shower and enjoy this day. Do the same, okay?
TTFN
Paula
I'd like to get back to the place where a 40 minute walk is effortless. Since putting all the weight back on I don't even feel like walking. Sad.
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