Yesterday I got a great text message from a woman who hired me for some business consulting.
No doubt you've felt it, too. That moment, that day when you realize you're doing exactly what your supposed to be doing. (It seems instantaneous, but really, it took hours and hours of hard work to get there. There's no such thing as an overnight success.)
Today I was up early writing and completing little tasks. Since I worked late last night, I took a break, turning off my phone and computer so I could decompress over coffee and a muffin and my new favorite tv show for 45 minutes. Then I had a choice. I could leisurely take a shower and head off to the office, running errands at a slow pace before my first client. Or I could go for a quick run (walk). Funny thing happened, I actually wanted to go outside and move. Usually I have to force myself. But today I wanted to. Not only that, but I made it to my landmark turn-around spot for a short run (walk) mostly running with less walking. I made it home with more running than walking. When I got home I pushed through some ab work. Then I busted out a little shiva nata.
It was all nearly effortless, like my actions were simply the natural order of things. I have no doubt there will be plenty of mornings in the future when I don't want to move. Time will tell how long this will continue. But I'll take it for today.
When was the last time you felt this way? What were you doing? How do you describe it?
Soundtrack for this morning: Florence and the Machine, Ceremonials (affiliate link).
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