Sending other people's children away to fight a "war."
Filed under: random thoughts
It is a gorgeous, perfect spring day here in Chicago. It is warm, there’s a light breeze, the sun is shining, there are flowers and greenery. Last year at this time, I would have gone out for a long run. Now, I watch people running and I marvel, what’s it like to feel that energetic again? My friend Tessa is laid low by mono and feeling the same way, very much missing her former life of running and spinning and lifting.
Occasionally, I look at my calendar for this year, where I’d penned in all my favorite races. I was going to run a marathon towards the end of this month! Life interfered. Because all my closest women friends had their kids and then resumed their athletic lives, I have faith that I, too, will find my way back into my running shoes.
As for reading, I’m on a history kick, re-reading my Alison Weir books. Last weekend, I watched Elizabeth (with Cate Blanchett) again, so I got the Elizabeth I biography off the shelf. Fascinating. Now I’m onto The Children of Henry VIII.
My mother is coming around a bit. She’s knitting for the baby.
