One of my favorite things about exercising outside is watching the seasons change before my eyes.
Yesterday, I ran through a giant’s tiara as crystal branches defied their lifeless state. Today, straggly and leafless, the trees remind me of death. Stepping out in a few days I know I will be greeted by tiny green shoots promising new life.
Packing one carry-on suitcase was a good idea! It was such a great idea that I think you should take the same approach to your summer. Now before you get all defensive let me clarify a few things. I’m not suggesting that you create a capsule wardrobe. I’m not encouraging you to go without. And, I’m not trying to add another challenge or burden to your life. Quite the opposite really, because these are all the benefits I have observed since have been in Florida with only one carry-on suitcase.
I was in a hurry to leave for work. With a purse on my shoulder and fancy shoes shouting my hurried pace i jerked the fridge open. Flinging a bag of lettuce and a can of tuna on the counter I frantically searched for a can-opener. Finally I started jamming a lettuce tuna wrap in my mouth careful not to smear my perfectly painted red lips – my signature feature.
As I bent to grab my purse that had fallen during my sophisticated scavenge through the kitchen for a five-minute meal my eye were captured on the neat but empty kitchenette. As if in a daze I dragged my purse to the bench and we ended the table’s loneliness – my purse and I.
I’m not sure what I thought would happen. The table and chairs would thank me for being their friend or a bright light from the ceiling would burst around me showering me in pixie dust…but that’s not what happened.
I know you hate emotions. You’ve tried to throw them overboard like sandbags on a hot air balloon. Living with them is sickening. But once you’ve dumped them, living without them is horrifying. I’ve got news for you, (WARNING: I’m about to sound like your mother) emotions aren’t bad. They’re not deadweights anchoring you to average. It’s what you do with your emotions that can be bad.
I know life is full right now. Your to-do list is two pages long, you have a rough draft on a book due in a month, you’re trying to eat healthy and help your friend be strong enough to complete her first triathlon on May 1st, you’ve got flights to book, things to clean, pants to mend, and siblings to love.
You’re busy. But don’t let it be said that chores and chaos screamed so loud you slammed your book down to answer them.