I notice my brain is
randomly singing I'm relieved to hear that you've been to some far
off places. A fantastically sarcastic line if ever I heard one. If
of course I'm remembering it right. Appreciation of good things has
overflown today.
- Pain and suffering. I love the way my body feels. The knowledge that it's truly actually done something. And not just the soreness still gently present in my heels. My shoulders are stiff, my legs, thighs and buttocks unobtrusively ache, only when I rest my attention with them. The Paddle boarding wonderfully took its toll, and the four hour bike ride was just what I made it, on the flat and pushing the pedals with both speed and grunt, because I needed to feel this reminder of being alive.
- Legs. I remember seeing ZZ top live singing legs. I eye mine with curiosity most days, specifically really when I'm applying yet more sun block. I have not shaved these beasts for a month, and yet, I have been prepared to face the world with shorts on. After a while, hairs reached both maximum length and density, and from there on, they are ceasing to be these dark mature woman's spiky growths, and somehow have returned to blonde and soft on my calves. I almost like them, not just tolerate them.
- Mindfulness. I'm somehow on week 5 now into the book which guides me kindly through a process in the tiniest steps possible. Maths is not on my side because I'm only now moving into week 4 of my travels in the southern hemisphere. But one thing I have taken on board is that it doesn't matter, nobody is counting, judging or competing here. I'm enjoying the process much as I'm enjoying the journey and travels here.
- Ruck me, maul me, make me scrum.
- Little rat is a new word for valued customer on Atomic buses.
- Smell of the sea
- Joy of the journey
- Tapestry of feelings quiet and extreme, happy and sad that make us human
- Bicycles on the back of camper vans. I smile every time in a kindred spirit kind of a way.
- Dignity of tree skeletons
- Tupperware wars and the bliss of travelling solo.
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