...wait, that's what I was doing earlier this week. No more sitting and checking and re-checking job/housing sites ad nausem. Going with the flow of things and watching the signs has gottem me further than anything esle, so it's time to relinquish control and simply be.
It's time to sit back, keep my legs moving, and just think positive thoughts(to balance out my occasional bout with pessimism).
As mentioned, Monday and Tuesday were a bust, but today was a much needed redemption.
I got out the door by 5:30 and headed to Gregory Canyon. A really mellow ascent with a little hiking on the tough parts still ended up being pretty fast, with it being about 40 minutes from my apartment to the Ranger Cottage. Jogged the trail to Saddle Rock and back down after sitting for a while and enjoying the quiet.
I couldn't believe how much my mood turned around during this run. I know it's not "safe" to be totally candid because I never know who is reading this, but I went to bed completely distraught the night before. Worrying that my time here in Colorado may come to an abrupt end had defeated me. Getting out of bed, putting on my shoes, and shutting the door behind me was one of the hardest things I've done in quite a while. (oh, and I put shorts on. very important).
By the time I made it to the trailhead, I felt like a new person. I became aware that life can be wonderful. I could almost hear a voice of reason talking to me.
What if these weren't your last weeks in Colorado, but your last on Earth? Would you enjoy them, experiencing some things you've been meaning to do, or would you sit there
inside, tugging at your hair and forgetting to eat?As someone who tries to embody the "Exercise is Medicine" philosophy of the ACSM, you'd think I wouldn't need the reminder that our bodies need to move, and minds can't move if our bodies don't. If you ever feel like shit, get moving. I don't say this as a health professional or an athlete, but just as a fellow human that struggled to get out of bed this morning.