My bum has been glued to the couch for most of the week, even on those beautiful 60+ degree days that hit the Chicagoland area earlier in the week. If you want to really torture a runner, infect them with the flu in the late days of winter when the weather decides to play nice leaving them housebound and motionless for several days.
When life becomes frazzled and we are beginning to feel like we are stretched to the max, losing focus and lacking direction, our situations can have a funny way of slowing us down. Sadly my slow down came in the form of a nasty germ infestation that inhabited my body wreaking havoc for a few days before moving on to it's next equally as unsuspecting victim. While my stomach is still in knots, I have little to no energy, and my head is throbbing, I actually appreciate the little time out that it gave me this week.
Taking in the quite stillness of my home was just what my soul needed and became a time to work out some thoughts regarding my life's direction and deeply rooted desires which I've been putting on hold while chasing down what I thought was my destiny. Funny how what you wanted 6 months ago may not be what you want when that time rolls on through.
I can feel changes creeping around the bend once again where new inspirations have taken my heart hostage with calming feelings of the future adventures that may lay ahead.
Onward and upward as once again the seasons change...