Day 4/67

It's another incredible winter day, so I head straight to gym at 8am. Family lunch later and I don't want to have to exercise later when I really want an afternoon sleep. In the delicious winter sun.

I rediscover some thing I learned about two years ago- that I love moving, running, sweating, pushing my body, feeling like I am really alive and full of blood and water and flesh. I run, conscious of the balls of my feet hitting the treadmill. It's wonderful- it will soon be time to hit the tar, run outside in my neighborhood, like I did at the start of this year, and maybe further.

My dear brother gave me a supportive birthday present- a new Adidas running top. He says I will need lots of clean one. Wry smile. Grateful!

I wanted to go to the Girl's cupcake party at St Josephs's this afternoon, but family arrangements made it not possible. Next weekend. I want to connect with the kids there, and make this act more personal.