I considered a run. In fact I kind of agonized over it for 5 minutes. Why?
The dusk was perfect. I had all my clothes. The baby was quiet and Michelle, my angel, said she would do anything I wanted (read, take baby to a cafe while I run). I passed on the run, opting to grab dinner at our favorite dumpling house instead. It felt more right in the moment. Challenge: balance rational and planned goals with spontaneity and joy. Ask: how do I express my soul, given the decisions in front of me. And when you make the decision, don't look back. Rather, enjoy the details of your decision. Why is this so difficult sometimes?