Day 114: Sun.
According to my iPhone I walked seven miles today. Okay, well, maybe it’s more like 6.97 miles but that’s so close to seven I’m rounding up.
But that’s not the breakthrough of my day. Oh no. It was the rain. Washington is teaching me to walk in the rain. Of course, I still wear my rain boots and raincoat, which is a surefire way to announce to the locals that you don’t live here, didn’t grow up here or are a tourist. (Some days I still feel like all three).
But today, I walked. In the rain.
And, somewhere in the middle of walking in the rain, three people stopped me to tell me how much they loved my red rain boots. Then a woman passed me on the Fairhaven trail and announced, “I love your pink raincoat!”
And, then, miraculously, the sun came out.
I’m not sure what to take from that, really. Did the sun come out because I left the house to go on a walk on a rainy day? Did the clouds part so that I could be the ONLY person in Bellingham walking around in rain boots while the sun shone and people ate ice cream cones?
But I do know this. It doesn’t matter if the sun shines if you don’t.
So shine on. Boots, coat, umbrella and all.
P.S. Yoga done! Body sore.
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