... it is not that I don't have anything to say. I am just feeling lazy or more like LAZY. I don't feel like doing anything that requires any kind of effort and that includes blogging. But I made myself to sit down and actually write. When I am done I will have to force myself to move... I feel like Eeyore... (btw, do you know that blogger does not have Eeyore in its dictionary? how is that possible?) ...maybe I have morphed into Eeyore...
Some of you have commented on the fact that I am very active. Hmm... I wish that were the case. This virtual image of me is a bit distorted by the fact that I rarely (never?) write about those days when I actually don't do anything and not because I want to deceive you but because those days are boooring filled with driving my teen from one activity/class to another, errands, and uninspiring chores. You would not want to hear abou that, trust me. So there, now that you know, lets talk about previous week.
It was pretty good. My blind friend, Teresa is a blast. She allowed me to talk about her in my virtual world so I will. We met in person for the first time last week and from the start felt very comfortable with each other. We signed her up for the YMCA membership (gosh can she negotiate! She got an amazing monthly rate!), talked about activities she wants to do, like snowshoeing(!!!) - gotta love that lady, and other things she would need my help with, which is... none. It seems that she is so set on loosing weight and getting fit that she decided not to have me help with anything else but getting active. Do I need to tell you how excited I am?
Not so good thing about last week was my biking on Saturday. What was supposed to be 80mi with 5,000ft of climbing ended up for me in 20+miles of stomach cramps or whatever that was. I decided to turn around and I am glad I did because the pain was rather unpleasant. So instead of spending several active hours with amazing friends, I ended up on a sofa reading and e-chatting with a silly friend. So much for being active.
What did go better though was my Sunday 20k in memory of the victims of the Japanese earthquake and tsunami. I was hoping to run most of it but I was still not feeling well so I power-hiked most sections. I went to my favorite local park, Henry W Coe, the second largest state park in No CA. Saved from the closure last year, it was slated to be closed this time for real sometime this summer. Before I headed out, I chatted with a ranger and learned that private donations will keep it open at least for 3 more years. I was glad to have helped that cause. This park is a total gem, endless miles of trails, pretty much unrestricted camping outside the immediate headquarters area, and views to kill for.
Sunday was a perfect day for strenuous activity, not too hot, not too cold, some sun and some clouds. For some reason the park was practically empty so the only sounds were made by the creatures of the forest. It was good to be alive. That thought kept me company as I pondered how fragile our lives are and strangely enough those thoughts did not make me sad but rather made me realize again and again (the slow learner that I am) how important it is not to let myself go into those dark places of my soul. I do not know what is on the other side of life but I would hate to wake up there one day, look back at my life and see how little I appreciated it. So this was rather a cheerful run/hike and I finished it with a huge smile in my heart and on my face.
On a less philosophical theme, I was quite pleased with the way I tackled hills. This park is very special because trails there have only one direction - UP. I expected I would be dead at the end of my 20k but I felt pretty good (except for the stupid stomach or whatever has been bugging me) and strong. I only wished I had more time to stay there. Maybe next weekend.
