I'm Movin' Out … and On.by caroline
These last few days have been busy, but most of all, muddled … soggy with thoughts of hoping that a few things in my life finally work themselves out. Do you ever feel like there are so many factors up in the air and if just one of them — even one — was answered, then everything else would seem a bit easier?
That's kind of how I've been feeling. I keep saying, "If just one thing would be resolved, all of these other things might not seem so huge." Do you know what I mean?
Without boring you too much with the inner workings of this chica's head, I will tell you just a little something — this morning's run helped me to remember two things:
1. Running helps me to accomplish the confidence and power I need to work through difficult situations.
2. When everything else feels unsure, running is a sure thing. Lace up your shoes, put one foot in front of the other, pump your arms and just … go. No answers to questions required.
In fact, running has helped me work thorough so many questions, both past and present, that I call it my therapy. When a conversation with a friend doesn't help (and neither does feeling sorry for myself), the pavement is sure to lend a listening ear.
I was so busy thinking that I barely noticed the slight drizzle that was falling from the sky, nor did I really take note that I was running a fairly good pace for being so preoccupied. 3.5 miles in 26:37 (about 7:53 miles) — I'll take it!
After cooling off, stretching (I've been working on it, Kristy!) and showering, I made a smoothie (1-1/2 cups of almond milk, gluten-free rice powder, scoop of peanut butter, one banana, 1 scoop of Garden of Life Super Seed and ice) and cut a half a grapefruit. Doesn't the vibrancy of citrus just make you feel sunny?
After breakfast it was time to get to work — major work. One of the factors that is adding a weight to my overly thoughtful brain is the fact that we are moving … like, tomorrow. I hate moving and I really didn't want to complain too much about it (because I know you don't want to hear it), so that's why I have yet to mention it here. But, alas, we are moving and it's, naturally, zero fun. (Hint: If you need good moving boxes or just want to make an awesome fort, check out liquor stores. They have the best boxes!)
Confession: Dan and I have moved more times than I can possibly even count. (OK, I can totally count … nine times in the last three years. NINE.) It's stressful and never fun, but I keep reminding myself that this is the life we have chosen (ah, the life of two artists!) and that thought truly does help me to push forward. In fact, we have become such pros at this whole moving thing that we have learned to just store boxes in the closet. And, of course, jam to this while packing:
All jokes aside, I am looking forward to this transition being over and settling into a more home-y apartment. It is always nice to create a space that is your own, and the one we have chosen is truly a gem. The downside is that we are moving in the middle of the month (for reasons I won't even bother to get into), so we will be staying with a friend until our new apartment is available on May 1st.
Two more pluses: (1) The move is only a short distance away and (2) it will be nothing like the move to New York City.
Oy. That truck was packed like sardines in a tin can. One wrong move and the Frosted Mini Wheats were gettin' it.
So, that's my Saturday! I hope you all have a wonderful one — send all of your arm and leg muscle energy my way. I'll be needing it for tomorrow's move!