I'm sitting in my bedroom and it is Friday night. The week is over and I'm sitting with a heating pad around my knee. It feels very good as it comforts the pain and allows me some self-care time. Heat has become a constant companion. St Peter's, a small Jesuit university in Jersey City, a school that serves mostly first-generation college students, won against #3 seed Purdue in the NCAA basketball tournament. This is excellent news for the university. With that contentment, I turned on Turner Classic Movies Channel because they have all the Oscar nominated and winners shown during the month.
Earlier today I visited a high school classmate in Worcester as he tragically lost his 22 year old son last week. We spent a couple hours together catching up and just sharing news of our lives. It was good to be with him.
When I came home, I suddenly needed a nap and I had planned to get in a run before dinner. I needed a nap. The other thing I needed was a lot of food. I want to eat a hamburger, hard boiled eggs, and lots os salty things like potato chips. I don't know why this craving has come upon. Last week I hardly wanted to eat. Now I want to eat everything that I can bite into and chew. What a strange sensation.
It would have been okay to eat meat today even though it is a Friday in Lent because it is the solemnity of the Annunciation, so the obligation was lifted, but I stayed with baked haddock for dinner. It was great, and the roasted cauliflower and garlic spinach were tasty. I guess I can be satisfied with those vegetables in place of a burger.
As I wanted to go to the studio tonight, I squeezed in a five mile run before dinner. The weather was just perfect at 60 degrees with no wind. Yesterday was rainy, the day before was cold and windy. I guess I have to run in all weather, but as I was running there were many people also running. Most of them are trim and fit, and I am not. However, as I was running, I was noticing how others ran, and I began to question myself, "Am I a runner?" I'm running each day, but what makes a person a runner? Do I see myself as one or when does one become a runner? I know I will do my best to run in the marathon, and I hope I am enjoying it enough that I will want to run when I am finished. There is something that is aligned when one runs and breathing is easy. Perhaps I would feel like a runner if I did not carry so much weight.
I'm just pleased that I am able to sustain running each day, and I'm not content unless I get some of that movement into my day.
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