As I lay down in bed last night, I knew I didn’t want to exercise first thing in the morning. I’m bored of my workout routine, and also, I didn’t have a blog post queued up for today. I had already laid out my workout clothes, and I went to sleep knowing I’d put them on when I woke up, but that’s about as far as I’d get towards working out. I’d likely have a leisurely morning with an extra 30 minutes to myself before work, not exercising, just hanging out with the cats and writing.
And here I am. It felt even better than I thought it would to roll out of bed, feed the kitties, and then not exercise. Our cat, Tubbles, purrs on my arm as I write this. Her belly is pressed against mine, and her little fuzzy body vibrates against me. A cat purring, and especially a cat purring because of attention I give her, where her purr tells me, “I loooovvee yoou,” is one of my favorite things in life. It soothes me instantly. It’s a satisfying, joy-inducing sound, especially when you then pet the kitty and can feel the purr. Tubbles looks up at me while she purrs, like our kids gazed up from my arms when they were babies, and I’m so glad I’m sitting here with her in my arms rather than sweating downstairs in the basement.
It’s dark out, and I’m waiting for it to get light. I want to see my flowers. The sun doesn’t rise until 7:37am. That’s an hour away. On Wednesdays, I take our daughter to her drylands practice at 6am and sit in a dark parking lot while she works out. In the afternoon I take her to swim practice from 5:45 to 7:30. By the time she emerges from the aquatic center, I’m sitting in a dark parking lot again. I can’t believe we still have two months until the solstice, and the days will get even shorter every day until then.
It’s supposed to be quite nice today once the sun does rise. I didn’t work out in the dark basement this morning. Maybe I’ll go for a run later in the sunlight. I’ve already got my workout clothes on. I just need to mix things up a bit.