A few days down with the flu.
I never left my house.
Looking back over the past nearly three years that I have been on my own, I can recall 5 day stretches where I didn't leave the house and there was no flu to pin it on, just me, just myself, just I.
If you knew me and maybe you do, you'd probably have a hard time believing I can behave in a reclusive manner. I can. I have. I fight it. Luckily I win, eventually.
Today I fought it and I also battled the urge to shirk a work out. I knew it would be physically hard, grueling even. But I did it, not sure why. I think I went forward partly because I have someone holding me mildly accountable. A friend is encouraging me to find the true good in a new fitness regimen.
As I ran today, something I never thought I'd enjoy, I heard a song playing and it made me realize that the main person encouraging me to do this torturous, constant trial of an exercise routine, is... me.
So, I danced along the light of day, headed back to the milky way... or so it felt.
And it was everything I wanted to find and I did miss you while I was looking for myself out there...
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