This morning I woke up determined. It did not matter that the high for today was -14°C, that my foot pain has been well, still there, and I have fallen more out of shape,while not so patiently waiting for healing. I was going to conquer the cold, break from my desk, and go out in the rays of sunshine.
Luckily I was able to borrow some snow pants, and get my orthotics into my boots. I bundled up the best I could, set a timer, and off I went.
The snow crunched loudly under my feet, a sign of the winter cold. The air was so clear and fresh, I breathed deeply enjoying the burn on my lungs. There were birds flirting around, singing in delight at the bright sun. Beautiful, exhilarating day. But that sneaky wind, would come from no where and bite my cheeks, threatening to force me back inside.
No way! Not fast, not far, but 15 minutes out I did go.
I was not the only one out and about today, but at least for me I could go back to my fire at last.
The deer were certainly more advanced than me, this hill they climbed is nearly straight up from the river below me.
I stopped to observe the beauty on way back home. The sunshine streaming, made the red glow above the snow.
Not a long walk, but at least I followed through, and boldly crunched along outside in the snow.
Sometimes a big victory is a series of small victories. Well done!