in motion

I'm leaving the desert in the next couple days, spending a few days in San Diego, and then back to Chicago to resume life.  I'm sad to leave here.  I'm happiest in the sun, near the mountains and ocean.  But I'm excited to start a new school, yoga, and going back to my gym.  I also miss my cats and my big bulldog Gus, and as much as they drive me cray cray, I do miss my family.

While I was here I had a good exercise buddy.  Every night around 10pm he would make sure we went for a walk.  At first it was less than a mile.  But we worked up to two miles.  Even if I didn't want to, which was most of the time, he got me up and off we went.  Even if I had gone to bed really early, I would wake up later, and no matter what time it was, I'd get out of bed for his little hopeful face.  I would never have done it for myself. 

 

When I first got here three months ago it hurt to walk.  The backs of my legs were so tight and the next day I could barely move and I was feeling actual physical pain.  Now I have no problems, thanks to Clyde.  Yay, progress!