8 miles
Really freaking cold today. Not much wind tho which made it great. Monday run meant it was pretty empty of runners but I got some good high fives in.
I had great meditation, truly found peace in that one. I am enamored by Krista and that’s a light warm pink. And I’m blessed to have it and will hold that without attachment but with intention.
Otherwise the flame was a white grey like Silva Silver.
I’m grateful for everything around me.
I’m appreciative of the world I’ve come to love.
And I stick to the commiments that’s I’ve made.
Run wasn’t too fast, but I did get some speed work in there. Plenty of highfives. Lots of distance, as I overran the park with a loop of a few blocks, doubled back twice in the park. Toes hurt, and I’m thinking I need new shoes within the month honestly. Or just switch to the racing shoes and get new racing shoes w some race.
I have also found my seat, a supported hero pose.
I want to do some stretching before bed, I should leave.
Day was alright. Again, I’m just not being quite as productive at work as I want to be, and I’m hella productive at home. But there it goes.
Philly.
Poem to Steve
As Will how his eye is doing.
Saltandar, call Donna something tomorrow
Be good. Get your glasses.
Sleep
onna