In the space between exams and my internship, I was having trouble adjusting to long days home alone. You'd think having nothing to do would be ideal. And it is - the first week. Then, it tends to make me crazy (in the, it's 3pm and I'm in pajamas watching my fifth hour of daytime television, kind of way). My stepmom suggested taking a walk in the morning when Ryan left for work, to start the day with something positive, get out of the house, and get some exercise. It worked. It changed my outlook on the whole day and motivated me to do other things outside.
I try to keep walking, when I have mornings free. There's almost no one on the path that early, and I feel like I have the place to myself. I think it's because we're moving home soon, and because mornings are sort of a magical time when everything's waking up... whatever the reason, I've been feeling very grateful for and sentimental about these walks lately. And recently, I took my camera, wanting to capture the awesomeness. The image of myself makes me laugh a little. I usually feel silly about self portraits, but I literally wanted to bottle my happiness, in a picture.
And speaking of walk/running, my stepmom is doing a half marathon in Alaska, and trying to raise money for the Leukemia and Lymphoma Society in the process. Please consider viewing her fundraising page... she's challenging people to just give $10. Most of us can spare it, and if we all did it, she'd meet her goal in no time. Think it over... the last time I took her advice, it turned out pretty great.
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