Now that the insanity of the past week
is finished, I was finally able to do a couple of things I've been
wanting to do all summer (or what we've had of summer so far).
Yesterday, for the first time since (I think) last August, I went to
the beach.
It was glorious.
Because the weather was supposed to be
nice (and it was), I took a half day yesterday just to do the things
I haven't been able to do all year. I went down to McCarty's Cove,
just let my toes sink into the sand and the sun wash across my face,
and immediately felt better. I don't know why, but there's just
something so...zen, at least for me, about walking down a warm &
sunny beach that I wish I could do it every single day of the year.
I know my mental health would appreciate it.
Now I just have to figure out how to do
it while living in Marquette, where it snows nine months of the year.
Wish me luck on that.
Aside from the beach I also went
running in the midday heat. I know some people (hi, Loraine!) think
I'm insane for wanting to run in the absolute worst conditions for
running, but what can I say? I like running when it's hot and
sticky. I like having sweat pour out of every single pore in my
body. And most importantly, I like not having to wear 18 pieces
clothing just to make sure body parts don't fall off. It's amazing
how much faster and harder you can run when you're not dragging
several extra pounds of clothing along with you.
So that was my day yesterday. I wish
it was longer, but it was nice just to get away from everything for a
bit and do stuff I've wanted to do for a long time. Hopefully, too,
it was just the first of many times doing it this summer.
Oh—and I did one more thing, too. I
went for a ride on my old bike. That's right...my OLD bike.
The story behind that tomorrow!
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