I overslept the other day and woke to bright sunshine streaming in my bedroom window. "Yikes" I thought, "it must be at least 7:30!" But no - it was 6:45! Only a few weeks ago it will still pretty dark when I was coming home from the gym at 6:45 and now it's bright and sunny outside. Spring is coming to East Hampton!
So - I didn't do my work-out that morning and felt guilty about it all day. I have to keep reminding myself that for fifty years I never did a thing about my physical well-being (working out was something I considered for athletes only) so I shouldn't be too hard on myself if I don't get to the gym every morning of the week. Anything I do is better than what used to be so I remind myself that I'm far better off now than I was just a few years ago. With that perspective, skipping a day is OK. I hate excercise and I always will so actually doing it at all is huge for me. I feel good about where I am now and I think I'm healthier than I've ever been.
All that said, I really so love getting out early in the morning to go to the gym because East Hampton is absolutely beautiful in first light. There's a softness to everything in sight and when I pass the delivery truck dropping newspapers at the grocery store I feel as though I'm peeking into a world I'm usually not part of.
It reminds me of an ambulance call I was on years ago - it was winter and about 3am. There was this gorgeous full moon and when we were getting ready to load up at Southampton Hospital for the trip home we noticed it hanging low over the horizon in all its glory. We took a minute to just stand there and appreciate it because it was absolutely stunning. Thirty minutes later when I was finally walking into my own house I took one last look at that moon and thought "I'm so glad I didn't sleep through that sight".
Sometimes the things most worth experiencing are the most fleeting and elusive ones.