I started running again. Its a slow, shuffling sort of run and there are no marathons in my future but I own the exercise and feel better for it.
This morning, earbuds in place and Christian oldies but goodies keeping me company, I ran the hills of our road. They aren't fun and the thought crossed my mind that walking would be about as quick or quicker than my snail's pace of two miles an hour up and down the rolling and winding hills.
Oh, how I wish I could share the view with you of coming over one hill and running alongside the most gorgeous fall foliage and farms laid out across the hills below and the sun in stripes all orange and glowing.
My hands were numb with the cold.
I was overwhelmed, suddenly with the beauty and the opportunity to get out early and run alone in the peace, family members snug in their beds, and meet the day at its dawn.
Hope you're having a lovely day.