A Break

One of my aunts gave me a break from caregiving yesterday so that I could go bicycling. The weather was great (70-ish degrees) and, now that it's 35 degrees, I really appreciate that I had the opportunity to get out and go on an adventure. Needless to say: it was also wild that it was so warm in November.

I am such a casual bicyclist. Love to stop an eat an orange and listen to the Mississippi River... 

I'm doing a plank challenge and I'm pretty sure that it's the reason that I was able to make it up the hills. Still walked my bike up one but, overall, was pleased with my outing.

After returning home and sitting for awhile, I could feel the soreness in my body so I took the time to do yoga and focused on hip-openers. While doing frog pose, I totally said, "Ribbit."

Down-ish

Felt so isolated and lonely today and, in retrospect, my sleepless night surely amplified those feelings. 

Many people took advantage of the mild weather to get out leaf blowers and I wanted to smack each and every one of them.

In addition to twisting my right foot on a bur acorn and then a gumball, I also stepped on a branch that boomeranged and smacked my leg. Who knew that fall could be so ruthless?

As I walked and listened to Family Secrets, I was so angry that I reverted to early pandemic behavior of stepping into the bike lane or crossing the street when I saw other people.

On the last portion of my walk, I saw two people on the sidewalk and so I stepped off and, because I didn't feel like engaging, my head was down-ish and I had no intention of speaking. 

This woman looked at me, smiled and said so warmly, "Hello, Love, How are you?"