๐งถ A Little Reminder for My Fellow Makers
Something crossed my mind during my run today. I recently turned fifty, and today was my first outdoor run of the season. By the end of last year, running 3โ4 miles felt easy. But every spring Iโm reminded of something humblingโฆ you have to start over again. Even though Iโve been doing interval runs on my walking pad all winter, that first outdoor run reminds me that our bodies need constant care. Today I ran about two miles, and honestlyโฆ Iโm proud of that. It got me thinking about something important for all of us who love to craft. We spend a lot of time sitting, stitching, designing, and creating. While that feeds our creativity, we also need to take care of the body and mind that makes all of that possible. So hereโs my gentle encouragement for this community: ๐งถ Finish your row ๐ถโโ๏ธ Get up and move around ๐ฅ Eat real food when you can ๐ง Feed your mind good things I learned this lesson from my grandmother, who lived to almost 97 years old. She walked at least a mile every single day, no matter the weather. Rain, snow, sunshineโฆ it didnโt matter. She just put the appropriate bonnet on and got to stepping. And yes โ she had a bonnet for everything: โข a rain bonnet โข an Elmer Fudd winter bonnet โข and a sun bonnet She also ate whole foods every dayโฆ even though she was, quite honestly, a terrible cook. But the lesson stuck with me. Take care of your body. Take care of your mind. And keep moving. And donโt forget โ the same applies to our fur babies. They need exercise, good food, and someone watching to make sure they arenโt out there snacking on goose ๐ฉpoop. ๐คข๐ถ Mine was out running with me today. And somewhere along the way I realized something elseโฆ I apparently now have a gray dog instead of a white dog. Iโm still not entirely sure when that transformation happened. I suspect goose poop may have played a role. ๐
Included is a picture of her during our run today. Because the stronger we stay, the longer we get to keep doing the things we loveโฆ like stitching together little pieces of joy.