As I sit here eating my lunch (Amy's Indian Palak Paneer and an ice cold Diet Pepsi) (yeah, I started drinking them again), I'm feeling really at peace. Both kids are at Sunsplash (a water park) with friends, and won't be home for a couple of hours. During this time I'll plan tonight's workouts (I train clients on Wednesday evenings), do a little garden maintenance, fold some laundry, and just enjoy being at home. As I normally run on adrenalin and caffeine, and try to get as much done as humanly possible, "peaceful" is not my normal state of mind. But I'm really digging it.
Hey guess what? When you run more and clean up your diet, your waist comes back! In case you thought that increased exercise and decreased food doesn't work, I'm here to tell you that it does.
But getting back into running hasn't been easy. It's humbling to feel spent after a run that a few months ago would have been a piece of cake. Yesterday I ran while Austin was at boxing camp. I was tired. It was warm and windy. And boxing is in an industrial area that is less than scenic, with warehouses galore. But yesterday was so fragmented that if I didn't run then, I couldn't run at all. So I ran. Not every run has to be glorious. (Goodness sakes -- if that were a requirement I would have stopped running decades ago!)
Time to head out into the garden...