"This life is worth living, we can say, since it is what we make it." - William James
Life is moving incredibly fast.
I said tonight to C that every single day of the past three months has been unique. Like a night sky full of stars, every day has been its own constellation of experiences and opportunities and tiny inspirations and huge inspirations.
Life is ever evolving, constantly changing.
Sometimes I think about other times, other places. When I studied abroad in Paris, I ate baguettes, drank red wine, and listened to Europop and, when I went for runs, I listened to Maneater on repeat and ran to the Arc de Triomphe or up the steep incline of Montmartre.
God I loved Paris.
March 2010? I was somewhere in Europe, living out of my Osprey backpack, jamming my camera memory card full of photos.
July 2011? I was writing a lot and running even more and listening to Kid Cudi and drinking vodka sodas with L after work. This August? I was on Kits Beach in Vancouver, on my yoga mat, under the late afternoon sun.
These years have been full, almost exceedingly full, of memories, snapshots, experiences, moments supercharged with sensory overload.
So I guess my question is this: How will we remember these days?
I hope these will be the days of sunsets and spontaneity. Of dancing fast and laughing hard. Of gratitude for the wondrous, sometimes silly, but always remarkable lives that we have created for ourselves.
I hope these will be the days that we look back to and think to ourselves: "That is when it all began."
I really like organization and planning. I have my Google calendar on my phone and a paper monthly calendar at home. I have Evernote plus multiple apps on my phone just for to-do lists. I really REALLY like Wunderlist because, when you check something off your list, the app makes a fun "whoosh" noise. It's kind of like the Nike of to-do lists. Plus you can email yourself your list and it will have cute little checkboxes! (Guys, I'm completely nuts.)
I could talk about planning all day long. But I won't.
I'll just talk about plans for next week.
I'll be banging out a 10 mile run tomorrow morning. I haven't run a long distance since the Lululemon Seawheeze Half Marathon, so um this is a little ambitious. But nothing says Monday morning like 10 miles... right?
We'll be cooking up a (Paleo-friendly) Mexican feast on Wednesday. My CrossFitter friends eat Paleo, so sometimes I do too. B can eat like two avocadoes in one sitting, so I probably should buy a bushel.
I'll be swapping out treadmill intervals for more lifting. I've been running and doing a lot of yoga, which means I've unintentionally been slacking on lifting. Time to get back to it.
I'll be making another batch of Martha Stewart's Roasted Tomato and Eggplant Soup. The soup freezes exceptionally well, so I'll stock the freezer.
We'll be celebrating Dia de Los Muertos. You know I'll be taking photos.
And I'll be practicing half crow pose. Everyday. (Right now, my half crow is more like falling down half crow.)
