I went upstairs as Glenn slept and tried t keep the dogs quiet so he could sleep a little longer. The forecast was calling for rain. Yesterday I debated whether this week would be a wash out for training.
The escargot crossed the path at a...snail's pace.
I thought I should take a video..
Reaching the beach you could hear the ocean long before you could see it. The winter storms
stirring up the waves and misting the air.
Heading back we tip toed through mud puddles.
We got back tot he house showered and left for work with enough time to stop for coffee.
Training it not a chore, its a gift. Every time I find the time to go, I feel better, work better and smile more. So if you are putting off this kind of time for the sake of all your responsibilities, remember one of your responsibilities in this life is to LIVE and to live well.
Now go find a puddle and do some stomping.