And It Was Peaceful

Yesterday was crummy. You know the feeling, I'm sure. And I went to bed thinking today would be the same, as those kinds of crummy days tend to lead us to believe. But today wasn't bad. In fact, today was pretty great. No, nothing truly spectacular happened, but it was wonderful, all the same.

I went outside on the front porch with a big glass of ice water, after I was done exercising. THIS is how I feel about exercising. But you know that wonderful feeling you get after you run and your legs feel like jelly, and ironically, you have more energy than you did before you started? Maybe Elle Woods was right. Well, that's how I was feeling when I sat down on the front porch with my big glass of ice water, in the sixty degree evening.

...And I didn't do anything. I didn't worry, I didn't plan, I didn't even think at all. I just sat there, with the cool breeze blowing, listening to the neighborhood dogs bark, drinking my ice water. And it was peaceful.