Listen

There I was; pushing hard against the pedals. Watching my legs go up and down to the steady beat of the song, 1...2...3...4...1...2...3...4. I remember this motion. I remember watching the cyclists ride along at this same pace as I would drive past them up a hill. I felt a peace in that moment today in class. A class that I literally raced to get to, waking up a mere twenty minutes before it began. I almost didn't go today. I came up with every excuse; oh you'll be late. You should eat breakfast. You forgot a towel. But instead of making excuses, I just went. I didn't keep thinking about it, I just got in my car and kept driving until my happy size 6 ass was in that saddle and ready to push through a long workout and release the thoughts clouding my mind.

I haven't had much time lately to even clean my apartment, let alone just be with myself and do the things that I want and need to do. My weekends have been filled with dinner parties, dates, trips to the lake. As much as I love summer and I love having things to do, I am faced with too many options and I shut down when I am at a cross road and don't know what to do. In these situations I want to sit and be still; write; read; just listen to what my body, soul and mind, the universe is trying to tell me what to do.

With that being said, I think I am going to take a little time this weekend and do just that. Last night it was a good book and a bottle of wine; today spin/TRX class and now starbucks and tomorrow the art gallery. Despite having loads upon loads of laundry and a dinner party tonight. I am going to relax, enjoy the weekend.