I’ve always thought I would like living under the sea, or in an aquarium…at the very least. The watery depths have always appealed to me. Maybe it’s because there is silence, pure silence. Inhabitants glide by, float by, dance by effortlessly, carelessly, and silently. Maybe because there is speckled sunlight near the surface but, for the most part, mostly there is only darkness. Murky and mysterious. It’s misleading but the ocean’s depths seem calm, quiet, even patient. What a contrast to the world above.
Me, I had contrasting worlds on Sunday. Sometime during the day I lost my energy. I put it down somewhere and promptly misplaced it. I spent most of the late afternoon in a self-induced stupor. Sleeping in fits, staring at the tv in a wide-eyed trance, eating things straight from containers. I watched nearly an entire season of “So You Think You Can Dance?” I got drawn in by the contestants while shoveling large spoonfuls of cottage cheese into my mouth; I put myself on the panel of judges and instantly became judgemental and sour. Surely she can’t win. He looks too goofy. Who am I to judge? One girl looked like she could bench press me with one arm and I was calling her a losing contestant?
Everyday has to have one redeeming quality, just one. Here it is: Earlier in the afternoon I ran over five miles after working out. Yes. What a contrast to the couch I just confessed to. I actually put hand to weight and lifted. And then, and then got on the treadmill for an hour! Imagine that! I know a certain someone will scoff at my paltry five miles. I can hear him now, “Five miles? An hour? Is that it? I’m just getting warmed up!” But, I’m proud of my five. Wait. Over five. I think it was more like 5.36 or something. Anyway. I’m proud of this run because it’s the first one that felt like me in a long time. The music between my ears matched the desire in my heart and fueled my feet to run. Then. I hit the couch. Go figure!
The contrast between treadmill and tv time is tremendous. One world colliding with another. Yet, both worlds are mine.
~*LunaSea*~ 
Ehhh screw him, who ever “him” is… you did great!
I did 2 miles today lol…walking fast 2.5 incline. I am proud of it!
I lost my “mojo” awhile back and am slowly finding it again too Heidi. We all have cycles and some of us even orbit! 😉
Ya dun good gurl!
Aw, he’s a good guy. He could just kick my azz and truthfully, for that, he’s an inspiration to me. Congrats on the 2 miles. I’m so glad you are finding your mojo, girl! 😉
5 miles!! thats great 🙂
“I’m in repair. I’m not together but I’m getting there.”
I am glad to hear he is a good guy! 🙂 In repair, may I borrow that phrase?
Find someone who has John Mayer’s Continuum album. The song In Repair is brilliant. It’s his phrase, not mine. 😉