Well hello October, I didn’t expect to see you so soon.
No, really…how did that happen so quickly?
The end of the month is always incredibly hectic for me. It seems every single deadline I’m given coincides with the end of the month. Every month. You’d think by now I’d have gotten the hang of this, but my ever wandering mind combined with what I’m pretty certain is a genetic procrastination trait means I find myself in this position, without fail, as soon as the date on the calendar reads “25” & above. Don’t even get me started on how frequently I repeat that whole “30 days has September, April, June, and November…” poem to calculate exactly how many days I have left to work.
(Note: now seeking work with a monthly deadline of the 15th…)
Thankfully I work best under pressure and get my work done, but it leaves little time for this blog. Not to mention, some sort of light switch must have been flipped at the gym, because suddenly I have clients crawling out of the woodwork. I’m NOT complaining, I love what I do and am so happy to be able to help as many people as I can.
But the end result is my incessant rambling is done only to those I see in person, and not on this blog. And truth be told, I kind of miss rambling to (at?) you guys…
Since my last wanderlust post, I truly had to force myself to get out of that funk. Let’s face it, no one likes to feel this way, and life is too short to be miserable. You’ve got to snap yourself out of it. Or shake it of, like that Taylor Swift girl on the radio is always preaching.
Personally, I decided to stick with the good word and wise teachings of Crosby, Stills, and Nash and apply the “if you can’t be with the one you love, honey, love the one you’re with” philosophy to my life. Now, I’m pretty sure Stephen Stills was referring to human relationships, but in my case I decided it would work for my surroundings.
Sure, this concrete jungle may lack vast acres of mountains and miles of desolate wilderness, but dammit we still have trees.
So I rounded up my running partner in crime (Geoff) and insisted we seek out SOME sort of adventure. Despite the clouds and rain.
First up was an 11 mile trip (well, a few of them to rack up that kind of mileage) around our local trail. My body was feeling sluggish, but my mind was so happy to be out in the finally somewhat cool fresh air. So I sent Geoff on ahead and I just ran; me, my thoughts, and the trail. It was a very introspective, meditative afternoon…the type I didn’t know I truly NEEDED to have until I was right smack in the middle of it.
Sunday, after a short run with my gym running group, Geoff and I braved the drizzling rain and headed to Huntington Beach State Park. A hidden gem in this area, no doubt about it. For once, I brought my point and shoot camera, instead of relying on the blurry cell phone shots…
Make due with what you’ve got. Love the one (spot) you’re with (in).
At least until the next big adventure…