1. My bike ride. (See previous post for details) I survived a rigorous but invigorating ride. I'm reliving my second childhood. :) I'm grateful for the many years of running that my legs have. I was in track and cross country in school. Used to run 10 Ks years ago and have run four marathons, my first, when
I was 14.
I'm experiencing no aches and pains the day after my bike workouts. Am I glad. When the summer comes, ladies, you'll have to watch out when I wear my shorts! :)
2. I had pizza tonight. It's been ages since I have. Yum! It was fun being a fly on the wall, watching the young families who were there with me. I heard a lot of good dialog that I can use in my writing, the darnedest things.
3. Saturday, I'm going to see my favorite jazz pianist at the Fairmont Hotel in San Francisco. I love hearing him play. I'm treating someone for her birthday.
4. I'm happy. My life has so much more clarity than I had eight years ago. I love my autonomy. I'm glad for my character discernment. It helps me select healthier people, when I include other in my life.
5. My baseball team won tonight. They're doing better than they were. The Giants are hitting much better than last year. Their pitching is still presenting problems, as is their fielding. Fifteen errors so far, the most of any team in the major leagues. Yikes!
6. I'll be going for a ride tomorrow with a friend. Can't wait.
7. I'm sleeping better. I look less like a racoon. Now, little kids don't scream when I look at them. :)
8. I'm enjoying new friends I'm meeting here, and in real life.
9. Not allowing expectations from others to determine what I do.
I'm grateful for the freedom of making my own choices. I don't allow others to make them for me, especially if they try to use manipulation or intimidation, which is another form of it.
Someone wanted to ride along with me today. He didn't ask. That rubbed me the same way that the gravel did, when I tumbled of my bike at 27 mph, a few weeks ago. (I still have scabs from that occasion.)
I have a strong need for autonomy. I don't like being told what I'm going to do. I'm thankful that I left without him. Next time, he can ask me. And I'll have to think about it.
We get what we tolerate.
Good night everyone, Mr. Sandman is calling me.
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2 comments:
Sounds like things are going very well for you Pablo - I am happy to read this post. Also, your bike rides sound like quite the experience! You haven't had pizze for years? I don't think I could manage going more than a month :)
I experienced a second childhood last summer. I sang everywhere I went, I created collages (woow!), I made friends, innocently believing in the good of others and I wrote out all my dreams and fears several times a day. It was a freeing release….
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