Well, it's been several weeks since I began my personal remodel. How's it going? Mostly good and for that I rewarded myself with a new African violet. I'm up to two now. My last collection of violets got a case of the aphids and went the way of compost, but I digress.
Mostly good is how this rehab thingy is going. I bumped my every other day walks up to 20 minutes a today. Anna (my shepherd for those of you just joining us here) and I crawled through the fence up the road and took a sweet walk on the trails which belong to the big housing development behind us. There are a few occupied homes planted in the old farm field, most of them are empty. Along with the houses there are these 6 miles of mowed walking trails. I don't know if anyone actually walks them; I think more wheelers than people use them. I didn't feel the least bit remorseful trespassing for my walk. Not today. The sun was out and it's 54 degrees on a beautiful late October day. I came home and stretched then meditated to some music. Good on me.
This whole remodel is, like any remodel, work. Tearing up the old and laying down the new takes time and if you want it to last you do it right the first time. Isn't that what our dad's told us? This is all slow going and I guess that's alright. I mean, I am supposed to be slowing things down a bit, learning how to do what I do differently, learning how to conserve energy in little ways throughout my day so that I have something left at the end. I've been pretty good about this slowing down thing and you know what? I get more done. It's like the tortoise and the hare. Slow and steady wins the race.
Still, I find it tempting to go fast. Fast is how I've run for so long that slowing down seems like stopping. Yesterday, at work, I went fast and hard. By the end of the day my hands hurt, my feet hurt, my hips hurt and I found myself holding my breath, a lot. Phooey.
Slowing down, I guess, and somebody who understands that law of physics will explain it to me, doesn't happen all at once. Well I guess it could but I think they call that a crash and I don't want to crash anymore. My slowing down is going to be a bit of speeding up and then slowing down. Keeping up momentum without the crash. Slowing down, without losing momentum.
Peace,
Karen
1 comment:
It looks as though you have slowed down to a stop and the momentum is non-existant! Are you actually breathing or are you hiberanating(sp) for the winter? I do hope all is well and you are healthy wealthy and wise! We down here wish you a Merry Christmas, politically correct or not! Love you two!
Big bro and Judy!
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