And it's not like I was caught up in grief either. That part of the weekend was very low-key, and there was far more peace than there was sadness.
I guess the walking on uneven terrain took more effort than I'd realized.
This evening I have my first workout at a nearby gym. The sweet, gung-ho owner is giving me two free personal training sessions, each with a different trainer, during my free trial week to help me decide if I want to commit. The thought of showing up for that after a full day's work, starting the day feeling like this, is not fun.
But that's what it takes: showing up even when you're not feeling peppy and doing the best you can do in that time and place. That's what I haven't been doing for the last several years.
I'm way behind on email too. . .