Beautiful day for a wog

What a glorious, amazingly beautiful, sunny Sunday, a perfect day for a wog. I figured why not, I'm tough as nails, my foot can take a wogging.   I dressed the part, my new super cute running tights, (cute tights make me happy) my phone, yurbuds and of course a tissue or two, I found my favorite songs on Spotify and took off.  I was going to wog, I was going to get the cobwebs out of my head.

After my 5 min warm up, I took off like a marathon runner and suddenly realized that A) I am so incredibly out if shape 2) my foot hurts like hell.   I slowed it down, realizing that if I was going to make my 3 mile circle, I would have to take it slow.  No need to rush, I'd rather finish the race with less pain than finish the race fast.

It felt amazing.  I walked, I sung, I even caught myself dancing a bit.  The air felt amazing and the sun on my face lifted my spirt like I hadn't felt in a few weeks.  I smiled  a true and happy smile, it felt like life was really going to be ok.


Why are we always in such a rush to get where we're going?   Taking our time and enjoying every moment is what I want to do, not look towards the finish line but look towards the sky and feel the sun.   I want to enjoy the life I am meant to live.  


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