I woke to a cool and very pleasant morning, though the temperature is creeping up now and it promises to be another hot day. Relief is in sight later this holiday weekend and it will be very welcome.
I’m looking ahead later to a walk, having missed another one yesterday. I let the beastly heat get me down, though I will say that I was uncommonly achy yesterday, and it might be just as well that I didn’t try for a walk. I could have done my other routines, I didn’t, I sort of wish I had, but I’m not going to beat myself up for having not done them. That’s kind of pointless and sets the wrong kind of tone for my day.
I hopped on Facebook this morning and saw an update from a friend who’s going skydiving today. I’m impressed, thrilled for him, kind of in awe, and waiting to hear about it. I like that kind of moxie! I’d be scared to death, given that I have a fear of heights, but hot damn, what a thing to do! Talk about going balls out . . . go, Sparky!
That kind of thing reminds me that it’s a good thing–a necessary thing–to do things that are new and unfamiliar and even scary. Getting stuck in a rut is all too easy, and doing the thing that scares you can stretch you, make you grow, open up new worlds. It’s been a long time since I’ve done something like that, and I’m thinking maybe it’s time to do some scary but exhilarating thing again. I don’t know exactly what that may be, but I want to be open to it when it comes along. I’ll know it by the way it both excites and frightens me, and I hope I’ll have the wisdom to grab hold of it while I can. I could use a good shake-up.
Whatever your plans this weekend, I hoping you’ll be open to some wonderful possibilities. Make it a great day, all!