wanted: stunt double

It was a good day; not overly productive or radical but good. And spent with good people, having good conversations, playing hard and also hanging out. We played with the kids at lunch after bringing Starbucks to the adults. It was funniest sight I’ve seen in awhile. As we came through the double doors, everyone greeted us as if we were celebrities. Everyone (literally adults and children) were jumping up and down, shouting as we walked in presenting our drinks and hugs upon the "commoners." Oh my! But we all enjoyed the simple pleasures in life, a little caramel macchiato and game of basketball with the out-of-control auntie. I loved it for sure, the playing. I felt the adults' gratitude as well, but they wouldn't have appreciated my "small dog locked up in a cage for a long time" energy so we were both happy with me in the midst of children, lots of flying balls, and walls to bounce off. I appreciated and giggled at the welcome from everyone, though. A welcome like that every time I entered a room would be exciting for sure. For about a day or two, and then I’d send my stunt double!

I worked out at Cardinal Fitness tonight which was quick but excellent. It felt quick even though I was on the elliptical for 35 minutes (a treat in the random world of touring). My new book helped and so did the energy that I just couldn’t get rid of. The structure of the fitness center gave me the impression that I was one of the monkeys making sure the earth kept spinning. There were literally 25 machines lined up in each of 4 rows, all of them in use. A constant whirr and grind filled the air with the musty smell of hard work and sweat. I thought like we should be trying to generate a new kind of renewable energy. What a strange way to "mature!" We start with free, spontaneous running, bouncing around, laughing, and spinning in circles as a child and move to the drone of electronic machines that time our efforts and track progress, not in the increase of the spirit’s and psyche’s morale but rather in calories lost, the never-ending numbers game. Thankfully, I can have both, and more of the former. More than that, I have enough warm clothes to run outside under the blue sky tomorrow morning. And why not? My stunt double will be going to the fitness center to keep my girlish figure.