Meh. That’s how I’ve felt throughout most of the day. Not bad, not dark, not sad, not frustrated. Just meh. Sometimes I have days like this.
In the past I’d let days like this pull me down. One would lead into another and then another until I was a mess. Even worse, I’d get more frustrated with myself because everyone always says how happy, positive, and upbeat I am. When having a bad day I would (& sometimes still do) struggle with the thought that I’m letting others down. As I type it I know how foolish it sounds, but it is true.
Today I’ve taken a different approach and keep asking myself what can I learn from this? Why do I feel this way? Why am I not a happy as normal? How can I act differently tomorrow to be back where I should be? It hasn’t been perfect and I still feel meh, but I feel better knowing I have a plan to work on for a better tomorrow, a better rest of the week. By pausing to use it as a learning opportunity I can grow stronger through it rather than get frustrated with myself and spiral.
Today was a meh kind of day, and that’s okay. I’ll find a way to make tomorrow a better one.
During my run this morning I fired up some Strumbellas and was immediately jacked thanks to the memories of one of the best concerts I’ve ever been to. Each step was a little lighter and my smile a little wider as the movie reel in my brain played the show back. What an incredible time! I can still remember the feeling of the floor shaking as we all stomped our feet and clapped in unison during Wild Sun (which you can check out here – great song!).
The book I’ve been hooked on is one that I’d almost skipped. After reading the description I thought it might be well worth the time to read. As luck would have it Love + Work by Marcus Buckingham couldn’t have come at a better time. Within its pages were a handful of nuggets perfectly aligned with a couple of projects I’m currently working on.
Throughout the afternoon there was an almost ongoing confluence of ideas. Several different tasks I had today all started to line up in very interesting ways. Each seemed to refract the light just a little differently on the other ideas and brought out new perspectives I hadn’t considered. Confluences of ideas like this are spectacular when they happen, everything moves in slow motion and show the connections of so many thought processes. By the end of the day I just paused, took a deep breath, savored the moment, and said a little thanks.
Something I find very funny is how much I enjoy reading certain fictions over and over again. My brain craves variety in so many aspects of life, for whatever reason I never seem to tire of the same novels. The overwhelming majority I read are one time shots, but there are a number I just can’t quite get enough of.
Sitting in the deck reading during the summer is so peaceful and relaxing. Fresh air, good books, and time to chill. Nice change of pace, especially from the chaos that is our Spring and Fall. Having nights to relax outdoors is exactly what the doctor ordered between those two seasons.
Tonight I was able to put both of the previous two paragraphs together – reading an old favorite while relaxing on the deck. Not too shabby!
This morning I hit the trails of Hixon Forest and got a nice hike in. There really wasn’t a plan when I entered the woods, only to hike. I made decisions on trails once I started walking and am 100% sure I took a route I’ve never taken before. The weather was perfect, the trails largely quiet, and I was enjoying each and every chill moment of it.
After getting some stuff done at home I took a page out of Neil Gaiman’s book and starting writing. Not typing like with my last book, but actually writing using a fountain pen and a notebook. I’ve written before, but writing like this felt so much better in an almost indescribable way. Taking time to think through each sentence slowed the process but improved the writing itself. After knocking out about 1,500 words and getting a great start on my next book I paused to eat. I then types up what I had and was very pleased with the results. Who knows where I take this idea, but the act of starting it felt wonderful. Writing it made the experience all the more pleasant.
Some days are just a bit more quiet than others. Ever since about 12:30 or so today it has been almost silent in our house. I’m flying solo with the pets while Becky and the boys head in other directions for the next few days. Having some time alone in the house is something that hasn’t happened for quite some time. As I think about it I’m pretty sure the last time was one of the times I was working on my book. Regardless, it’s been a while.
Today has been more of a quiet day, a rest day, giving my body a chance to recuperate a bit. Back in the woods and on the trails tomorrow if everything works out as planned. Tonight I’m wrapping my night off as I’ve spent a fair amount of time today, on our back deck. Last night we played family games for a couple of hours out here after eating dinner on the deck as a family. After Becky went to bed the boys and I stayed up a bit longer playing more games. Tomorrow I’ll likely spend much of my time at home out on the deck as well.
The time out here is so chill and peaceful. Yes, I can still hear traffic and other people. The occasional jet goes about 200 feet or so above our house as they drop for landing at the runway just north of us. The birds are chattering nonstop. I’ve got my “Hiking with Distortion” Pandora radio channel on. There is a quite a bit of noise… and yet life is so quiet back here. All is well, all is relaxed.
Ahh.. the quiet of the deck. An oasis amongst the busyness of life!
There are some days when the curveballs seem to scream in one after another after another. The boys had a couple thrown their way today and they handled them very well. I’m very grateful for the way they quickly moved past emotion into logic, focused on the emotions of others, and found ways to create new and better solutions as a result.
Seeing the resilience of our boys makes me happy on such a deep level.
Oh my goodness!!! It is so close now I swear I can almost smell it! One of the biggest dreams on my list is just about complete. When I paused and took a moment to let the nearness of completion sink I almost had a little awesome running from my eyes. The hard work put towards this wildly important goal has almost reached its conclusion. Only a few small sprints and I’ll be there.
What’s also wild today was the very quick and sobering reminder of just how important this project has been to me and how much it has improved my life. The work put into this race has helped me so much more profoundly than I’ll likely ever fully comprehend. Such a positive impact through working through the difficult parts. It seems only fitting that the dream has helped reiterate how much adversity helps us grow as people if we allow it.
Today I’m enjoying the nearness of the finish line while remembering to appreciate the race itself.
One of the reasons I love reading autobiography is the opportunity to see the world someone else’s eyes for a brief moment. My favorites are the ones in which the author really opens up and shares their full mindset and emotions – good, bad, and ugly. The realism they share can be profoundly insightful. So many times I only see and hear about the person through a tiny slice of media coverage. When the true greats really open up my mind is continually left spinning with just how wildly different they see the world.
The most recent book I read was another to add to the list of mind blowing insight.
Kilian Jornet is one of the all time great ultra runners, mountaineers, and sky runners. In this autobiography he shares his mindset into putting everything into attaining his goals and it left me speechless. When I talk about grit it is a very far cry from Jornet’s view. I wouldn’t trade it for an instant, but it is enlightening to learn what it takes to reach the levels of success Kilian has.
If you enjoy running, mountains, skiing, or seeing how far human physical abilities can be pushed, you’ll want to check this one out!
Last night I called an audible and opted for an early morning hike before work today. I was the first car in the parking lot and had the forest to myself, kind of.
The birds were going to town chatting it up with each other. At one point I stopped and just listened as two were very clearly talking directly to each other. One would tweet and then the other would respond. This continued for almost a dozen times and was very calming to listen to. I hope I wasn’t eavesdropping too much in their conversation!
The sun was popping up and the forest was lightening up quickly so I figured my opportunity to see deer had disappeared along with the darkness. As luck would have it I turned a corner near the top of the bluff just in time to see two of the deer I scared run down the hillside. The third realized I meant no harm and just chilled out while watching me pause to enjoy seeing her. I swear that deer have a sense to know if they are in danger and this one could tell I was just enjoying the view. I got a couple of pics and then moved on so as not to spook her.
After going back down a little, around the bend, and then back up past another look out I heard another sound. A quick look to my left showed there was another doe, this time she was watching me with what appeared to be curiosity. I guess there must not be too many of us humans up on the hill that early in the morning! After spending a quiet fraction of a moment together I got a couple of pictures and whispered a thank you to her for sharing her home with me.
Having an opportunity to hike early in the morning is something I always appreciate. The pre-dawn smell of the forest is indescribably serene, the sounds are music for the soul. As the forest slowly transitions from dark into light the constant state of change in the colors is mind blowing. What a way to start the day!
I’d also be remiss to not mention how I am thankful for Becky being right… again! Before our vacation I was agonizing over whether to bite the bullet and buy a camera or to just use my phone. She helped me see that the camera was the right choice, especially for vacations and hiking. This morning I took the camera with me and was rewarded with better pictures of my early morning hiking buddies than I’ve ever taken. Thanks Becky!!!
The world can certainly change quickly, can’t it? Only a couple of months ago Becky and I ran a half marathon. Today I struggled through a four miler. What changed???
This was the first run I’ve been on in almost a month. We were in Iceland for a week and a half and the COVID kicked my butt for a couple weeks immediately afterwards. The impact of being sick and having time off from running has had quite the impact.
Nothing like breaking the rust off and starting over again. The good news is that I know how to build back up. Been here before, time to get after it again. See y’all at 4:15am for a long hike tomorrow morning before work 😁👍