The trail invited, so I went. I could feel negative ruminations rolling in and did my best to fight them. Breathe. Focus on the plants. Focus on my dream. I had long covid for 10 months, ended last fall, Focus now on what a blessing it is to be able to hike a moderate 2.5 hiking trail.
Did all this, succeeded in controlling my thoughts at times. But the clouds are definitively rolling in.
The trail was gorgeous though, lush now, have not been there in a while, towering plants with large purple flowers shaped like bells and pointing down. They look like Alaska's fire weed, save for the upside down bell. It's the season of the long, lush bushy plants.
Sun breaks. Sometimes cloudy, sometimes sunny. Flashing clouds. Misty clouds pass over the sun and form a ring. I focus on all this now to deal with what's beginning to happen internally.
Well, I did a longer hike than I've done in a while. If I don't do much of anything else, physical-wise, for the rest of the day, that's perfectly fine.
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