Monday, January 05, 2009
The day started slow, after a restless sleep. It was snowing when I went to bed last night and still snowing when my husband came in after shoveling, around 5:30 or so. He told me that he had to use the shovel because something seemed wrong with the snow blower. What a lot of work. As I lay there thinking of how tired I was, I realized that he got up early to take care of the driveway, porch and sidewalk so the least I could do was to make his sandwich. Then I crawled back to bed for more sleep. He would need my Jeep today so I was going to be house bound and unable to go to Curves.
I didn't realize how much I would miss going to Curves, but with these blizzard conditions and two major holidays coinciding with long weekends it has been a long spell of not going. Is it the exercise? The people? Or just the freedom to go out if I want to go? My body has had subtle aches that have been absent since my regular visits to Curves and riding the stationary bike. There is one more instance of how important it is to me to get out there and go.
I suspect this is part of the reason I felt a little lower and the light is beginning to shine in the tunnel.....and I know I am on my way, well on my way, but it is nice knowing that I can still learn something more about how I 'tick.'