Exercise Wrap Up

On a Monday... and on Wednesday! Spring is magic.

Happily, having one of THOSE DAYS doesn't happen too often, and doesn't last too long.

Don't get me wrong, I've been in a funk, and I've been depressed, and I've been flattened by the weight of simply living to the point that the only think keeping me from sinking right into the Earth is the Earth itself holding me up. Those are terrible in their own right, as well.

But having one of those days, that starts off bright and promising but does a wretched and whiplashing about-face, that ends up so grumpy and peevish, especially compared to where you were that morning... well I'm glad that's over.

I've also finished watching my friend's dogs, so my twice- or thrice-daily walks are over too.

Yesterday, my first day back home, was mostly a rest day, but I did move a bookcase and rearrange some things, so there was a little activity.

Today my running buddy and I went out to a sweet breeze and warm sunshine, with bare arms and smiles. It was a lovely spring day, and our run around a local park had Celandine and pink Cherry trees and Forsythia and white Violets and other flowers that I can't name, but admired each time we passed them. Ah spring.

Then I bought a broom and a Reese's Peanut Butter cup because I love 'em, and walked back home to shower and sweep my kitchen. And to take a little nap, as well.  Because I love them too.

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