
(This is a little aggressive for a Monday morning, Dove. Calm it down.)
“There’s a thunderstorm brewing inside me and I think it will break soon.”
Stephen King, Fairy Tale
On Saturday, I walked the survivors’ lap at the Celebrate Life 5K. It turns out, the survivors’ lap was a short jaunt around the grass near the starting point for the race, for which I was grateful. I was already up early; I’m not sure I could have done much more.
And we didn’t. We walked our circle to many, many cheers and then just kept walking out to our cars to go get breakfast.
Recently, I haven’t felt like doing a lot of things. This is not to say that I haven’t wanted to, though. I very much wanted to run the full race on Saturday but I am just not up to it yet. I wanted to clean my apartment on Sunday but barely managed to finish the laundry before I was worn out and needed to rest.
I noticed this morning that I am now in the practice of going through my calendar at the beginning of every week to see what I can remove from it, just in case. I have question marks beside things I printed in bold, assured letters just a month ago. It’s a little disappointing. I had hoped to be feeling a lot better by now, but more extended rest is needed.
This may be the calm before the storm, though. I feel it brewing.
To be fair, I always feel a surge of expectation in October. The end of the year is in sight, and the beginning of the new church year is a little over a month away. I hold off on posting hopes and plans for the upcoming calendar year until the end of December, but I’ve already started musing to myself about what those will be.
(It’s gonna be good. I’m pretty excited about it.)
(Assuming all my test results in the next couple of months are what I want them to be.)
For one thing, I turn 50 next March, and I plan to be extra…everything…about it. Several friends have reached/are reaching this milestone before then, and I’m excited to celebrate with them, too.
The main thing, though, is that I want to live in ways that make me feel better – feel alive and vibrant – no matter what happens. Storms come whether you are prepared for them or not. I want to be more prepared.
And as for the thunderstorm building inside me…let it come. It’s time.
I’m reflecting on the books I’ve read this year. Click to see the list!
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