Donna, over at Funky Junk Interiors, has started a series on losing the "junk" we don't want. No, it isn't about cleaning the basement out. She's talking about the junk we carry with us everywhere we go. It's a battle that I have fought, sometimes half heartedly, for years. There comes a time when you have to admit it's time to get serious, and that time has come. Hours in front of the computer and sitting in class, have given me more than increased knowledge, if you know what I mean:>(
So it's time to get real, get off my hiney more, eat healthier and get some results.
I've been trying to get on the bike more this summer, early morning is cool and quiet and I am blessed to have miles of beautiful bike path to wander. I'm not pushing myself yet and I'm thinking of getting a softer seat because, darn, those bike seats are not for the faint hearted, or the fitness challenged.
It occurred to me last week as I was riding, when I was a teen I rode my bike for fun. I didn't go as fast as I could to raise my heart rate, or go as far as my legs would go before they started protesting. I took my time, I looked around, I felt the wind in my hair and I quit when I was good and ready.
When riding my bike became a means to burn calories, the joy went out of it. It became a chore, one more hurdle to jump and something to "get done". No wonder I quit!
So I'm putting the fun back in. If there is one thing I've learned, it's that when I make something that used to be fun just one more thing to check off my list, I lose all interest in doing it.
In other news, I just had to show off my really high tech photography skills with these photos I took last time I was visiting my mom in the country. For those of you who live where there are no lightning bugs, I send my deepest sympathy. They are one of the most magical and beautiful things on summer nights, and they gather in greater numbers where the grass grows tallest and there are lots of fields to hide in and feast on pollen. This night, as I looked out my mothers back door I saw hundreds of these little guys lighting up the yard and field. Do you see them? Those little squiggles of light?
Do you have any idea how hard these little stinkers are to photograph? In the dark no less. I'm a little amazed I got any image at all, but I'm thinking these squiggles of light they made as I took the picture are pretty cool.
I really wish I could capture the fields blinking with the light of these little bugs.
Summer is slipping past, take time to stop and look for it's little wonders.