Thursday, July 04, 2019
I am still around. I have been going to the gym five days a week and taking spinning classes, power lift (weights) and I'm still running. I don't run like I used to. My body has told me all those miles don't do this body good, but that's ok.
Instead of focusing on what I can't do, I choose to have gratitude for what I can do. I will be 52 very soon. I have a wonky thyroid, certain body parts that "complain" more than others and body parts that seem to be in a race with gravity. Yet, I am grateful.
I am grateful that I can exercise to the extent that I can. I am grateful that I can run on the trails that I love. I am grateful that I am stronger and have more muscle, even though my saggy skin doesn't show it as much.
I am grateful that I can still do what I want and not need to call my kids to do things for me. I am grateful that all my kids have reached adulthood and are doing well.
I am even grateful for sad things. Our little kitten Indie was lying on the stairs. One of my kids was carrying down laundry and stepped on her; she did not survive. I am grateful that I was present during this difficult time and that she knew how much I loved her. I am grateful that I was so attached to this tiny one in the 4 weeks we had her.
I am grateful for friends that I know, yet don't see as often as I like. I am grateful for my family and friends that are like family. I am grateful for all the people that I know because of my healthy lifestyle. Of course, the sparkfriends, the trail running friends, and the gym friends all have brought a different type of friendship, but one that I value.
I am grateful for those that are reading this and find something worthwhile in it. I hope that we all can show gratitude for the little things in life. It is the little things that are often the "big things" that matter the most.