This girl has been running on fumes. Every night this week has brought an obligation, meeting, or activity. Bedtime has been postponed. I started my CrossFit Foundations course on Monday night, so my body has been a bit tuckered out. Instead of finding moments to reboot, I've been sucking down coffee like it's my lifeblood... which then keeps sleep at bay. It's a viscous cycle, no?
Yesterday afternoon, after a day spent desperately trying to keep my eyes open and my mind attentive, I dropped Kiddo off at swim lessons and headed to CrossFit. I parked my car in the shade, set the alarm on my phone, and slept. A half hour later I woke up refreshed and ready to tackle my workout.
When I got home, I left my laptop in the trunk of my car. Instead of checking emails and cluttering my freshly-cleared brain, I got in the hot tub. As I settled my sore muscles, the trees started to glitter. Our property was alive with fireflies. Had I googled, blogged, shopped, and surfed instead of taking a moment to relax, I would have missed a rare and beautiful evening.
Here's to taking moments of solitude... especially when you need them most.