Eh, not so good on the homefront nowadays.
If you look at my fitness activity, anyway.
My brain activity on the other hand: watch out!
Looking back on the week, I think I would classify my behavior more muffin than stealth.
I'm a little down: my daughter has an injury that precludes her running a little kids' race this weekend, and that is affecting me something fierce. More importantly, it precludes her from walking very well. That is heart-breaking.
My daughter is the one the Disney escort for Tigger asked to calm down around Tigger! To not jump, to not run, to sit down, put her feet up - it's anti-life to this girl.
Days Gone By? Or New Days Ahead?
I remember being like that. I think I want that spirit again in myself. Seeing it in her has always been a great boon to my own, but now that she can't be that way until she's healed up, I gotta come up with it myself.
I have so much good going on in my brain I have been content sitting this week. The sitting part is not good. It's too easy to get out of a routine. But I have a different kind of fire under my tush and it is taking a lot to extinguish it.
It's like a mud run going on up there in my head - or warrior dash, one of those: fierce, sweaty, and fun. My brain hasn't been this active in a long time, and I feel like I should let it go crazy and do what it's going to do.
Meanwhile... the muffin stealthily creeps...
If you look at my fitness activity, anyway.
My brain activity on the other hand: watch out!
Looking back on the week, I think I would classify my behavior more muffin than stealth.
I'm a little down: my daughter has an injury that precludes her running a little kids' race this weekend, and that is affecting me something fierce. More importantly, it precludes her from walking very well. That is heart-breaking.
My daughter is the one the Disney escort for Tigger asked to calm down around Tigger! To not jump, to not run, to sit down, put her feet up - it's anti-life to this girl.
Days Gone By? Or New Days Ahead?
I remember being like that. I think I want that spirit again in myself. Seeing it in her has always been a great boon to my own, but now that she can't be that way until she's healed up, I gotta come up with it myself.
I have so much good going on in my brain I have been content sitting this week. The sitting part is not good. It's too easy to get out of a routine. But I have a different kind of fire under my tush and it is taking a lot to extinguish it.
It's like a mud run going on up there in my head - or warrior dash, one of those: fierce, sweaty, and fun. My brain hasn't been this active in a long time, and I feel like I should let it go crazy and do what it's going to do.
Meanwhile... the muffin stealthily creeps...
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