Zen

    This is what I admired as I began my sunrise run a little after four. I huffed and puffed my way four miles up and down Keller’s Peak Road. I saw one other car the whole time. It’s honestly exhausting and so very hard to pull my ass out of bed at four a.m. after working late nights, but it’s worth it to watch the pink clouds as the sun rises over a quiet forest. As I ran I watched the sun rise over the horizon, turning the green pine trees golden in the morning rays.
     I felt so invigorated after my run, I went home and stripped all the nasty old eighties wallpaper off my bedroom and kitchen walls. It was oddly relaxing. I have a friend who can’t sit still long enough to meditate so she pulls weeds in her garden when she needs to clear her mind. I’ve always found this is a wonderful idea, as I can’t sit still either. Today I found that pulling out old wallpaper is a Zen like activity. Maybe it’s the hot steam from the wall paper steamer making my bedroom spa like, but I felt really relaxed and energized after that. Or maybe I got high off of seventies wall paper glue fumes.
     Before ten o clock I managed to run four miles and rid my house of hideous wallpaper, go me.