Sunday, May 12, 2013
I'm in the middle of a wicked (ly fun) schedule that is making it very difficult to stay on an exercise regimen. As most of you know, I spend every other week at my parents' home, alternating a week of in-home assistance with my sister. My past 2 "at home" weeks have been spent with my daughter, who had a c-section on April 24th (gifting me with my second granddaughter). I'm with my parents this week, then will be splitting the following week between NYC (my birthday present) and the beach with my husband, then on again at my parents. This "dislocation" coupled with the fatigue associated with my "sandwiched generation" duties has caused a major disruption to my routine.
I got home from my daughter's yesterday (bitter sweetness) and forced myself to take advantage of our beautiful Carolina day by getting out for my 5 mile wog. I am so glad I did. The obvious experience of exhilaration from completing the trek was supplemented (as always) with the joy of experiencing the beauty around me. Although I rarely veer from my route, the views are always changing. Today I was amazed at my verdant surroundings.
The last time I was out, Spring had just begun to burst forth with its chartreuses and blossoms. Today, everything was dark green and luscious. The early spring flowers have been replaced with late spring/early summer blooms of roses, rhododendrons and azaleas. The previous scantily shaded path created by bare trees was fully shaded with densely leafed oaks, hickories, maples, and dogwoods. The warm-up/cool-down phases of the wog through my neighborhood - to and from the park where I run - are equally different, as the yards have changed from winter brown to deep green and spotted with beds of annuals and perennials.
My children called earlier in the day with their Mother's Day wishes. I called my mother, and look forward to seeing her tomorrow.
It has been a lovely day. I hope yours has been as well.