Saturday morning, 9am, and I'm still in bed - window wide open. We had a storm blow in last night, and I've been sleeping in shifts, waking up when the wind and rain stirred my wind chimes. The air blowing in the window is fresh and cool, and after the rain, the desert dust is at a minimum. There's something about a storm, so powerful; I love being out in a storm and feeling as if I am soaking up some of that power. I've always loved storms, thunderstorms especially. My mom tells me I was born during a summer thunderstorm in Minnesota, so maybe that's where it comes from.
Yesterday I spent a couple of hours at the gym, trying to get in some extra cardio time. I like the feeling of "ohhh yeahhhh" when I get done with an extra long set. But its not always easy to carve out an extra hour to make time for that during a busy work week. But then again, sometimes its all about our choices. Although needing to work takes away some of the choices when it comes to time. I'm a little stiff and sore from the extras, but that's expected.
Today is looking to be a good day ... time to get moving, get a shower, and find a place to walk and maybe take a few pictures today. Hope your day is a good one too!
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