Tuesday is my busy day of the week, so I normally do not post. But I was compelled to check in – did you get outside yesterday? We did, finally, just before bed. It was funny to me that the challenge I issued to you figured in to my non-negotiating on getting out yesterday. I don't think I would have pushed us to get out there if it weren't for you, and once we were out I was so grateful.
We took a walk under a sliver of moon around our neighborhood. We brought the dog. The children pretended to be sabretooth tigers, travelers, cats. When we left there was still a bit of light in the sky, there was fog, and the sidewalks were wet. By the time we returned it was fully dark, the sky was clear, and the sidewalks were icy. We'll take the same route tomorrow and see what has changed.
And our own transformations? Sage was disinterested in going, grumbled a bit half-way through, and kept laying in the snow and letting us know how tired he was. But upon our return he put on a silver cape and ran back out into the darkness. He was hooked. Aren't we all once we finally get out there?
And as for you, I love that some of you are taking this challenge in the snow and ice, others in fresh warm spring, and others in the desert heat. I love that some of you are using it to get your post-earthquake feet back beneath you, or as motivation for feeling well again after days of feeling crummy, or as a dream for when it's time to ditch the crutches. Thanks for joining me in this in the context of your own unique story. I can't wait to hear how you feel for making the leap.