I pedaled on down to
the Source this afternoon to get my climb on with my buddy JT. Not that I can climb particularly hard at the moment, but I did well enough on slab (screaming feet notwithstanding) to feel good about myself. In fact, we had such a good time that, once we'd both worn ourselves out (entirely too quickly- pesky Real Life getting in the way of regular climbing), I suggested we saunter over to my
favorite bar for an afternoon libation.
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This is weirdly reminiscent of what it looks like when I stand next to Nathan. Except I'm shorter. |
It had been a long-ass time since I'd been out for a drink with a friend (let alone a spontaneous one!), and I reveled in the freedom of it all- the leisurely cycling, the challenging climbing, the carefree walking, and the raucous(
ish) drinking- and none of it with a "gotta get back!" time crunch. It was amazing, and so freaking healthy for my psyche that you guys don't even
know. Especially coming on the heels of yesterday's glorious hike.
Once I got home I washed the car, then took Neeps for today's walk, during which ]my mom and I had our latest Mother Daughter Book Re-Reading Club Discussion (
Dragonquest, for the curious). At the end of the day, as I catch up on the blog, I find I am left feeling like maybe, just maybe, I'm starting to find true Balance between Self as Parent, Self as Self.
Fingers crossed!
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