Waking up at the Lou Neff Point
Good morning, my friend. How are you this blazing hot Saturday morning?
My alarm went off at 5:45ish and although I didn't know where I was going, I was happy to just get out the door.
I ended up at Lou Neff Point.
While I run this particular loop frequently, I only knew Lou Neff Point as a spot along the trail and forgot where I needed to park to access it. I randomly parked on Lou Neff Rd and just started walking this direction, then that way, then back again.... in 90 degree humidity and thought "Oh my gooooosh. I'm never going to find this silly point. Who cares. I'm at the lake. I'll just sit here and journal" and so I sat down at the nearest bench, attempting to enjoy the view with vines closing in on all sides.
And that little voice said "Are you really accepting this, here when you came to see Lou Neff Point? Are you really going to stop here and settle... when you could just keep walking just a bit farther? Really????"
Truth.
I repacked my camera bag, re-orientated myself and headed off in the right direction this time, as I finally recognized the path. Not a quarter mile down the path there it was, of course.
So... yeah. Perhaps, if we had only just climbed to the top of that one last mountain of life, if we could pull back to have some perspective to have seen that we were just a valley away from that one dream....
But damn is it hard to not settle.
Here's to packing up our bags and heading back on the road... again.
Waking up at the Mopac Pedestrian Bridge | Day 17
This "33 Sunrises" continues to remind me of the necessity for flexibility, to not judge the day or the day's events but to give it the best I've got...
I spoke with my dear friend Kris last night and her and her darling baby boy and I were planning to drive down to McKinney Falls Park. I was so freakin excited but at 6am as I'm on McKinney's website I see the gates don't even open until 8! We decided to take a rain check to a day we COULD go and I instead bee-lined it to the Mopac Pedestrian Bridge, outside of Austin High School, cranked up the song below and ran as far and fast as my legs could carry me down that 3 mile gravel path. I didn't even get out my camera.
Some mornings are for sleeping in.
Some are for listening to Dustin Ohallaron.
Some are for killin it.
Waking up at Butler Park | Day 16
Waking up at the Pool | 33 Sunrises x Day 15
Waking up at the Pool | Day 15
This was Emiliana's idea. I said "Where do you want to see the sunrise this morning?"
She has some of the best ideas. :) Only a lovely grandma swimming laps joined us and that glorious light bouncing off the water.
Something about the water.
Something about how it responds when we move. Zero gravity.
Not unlike the wind, only we can tangibly see it, feel it, notice how it responds.
Have you ever had the music up so loud in your car, or any where for that matter, and you're right next to a speaker drinking and all of the sudden you see the liquid in your cup moving to the beat? It's the wildest thing.
Waves. Energy. It all feels like magic to me.
Emiliana is so close to swimming on her own. For now I throw floaties on her and she doesn't fear swimming "like a mermaid" in the deep end, so I'm grateful for that. I try to do a lap (haha, more like kicking my legs so I don't sink) and she paddles right along laughing like a crazy! Seriously, the amount that girl laughs when she is in water... I feel like we need to live by the ocean (?) !! I feel so great after a swim though. It's like the muscles of my body breathe a sigh of relief a few hours later...
Of course this was the first time we'd ever arrived at the pool at 6:45am! The quietude and light makes me want to wake up to water every day.
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