It is September now in the suburbs of Chicago. Autumn has arrived, slash was it every really summer, slash autumn usurped the summer and continues now in the suburbs of Chicago in September.
And with winter approaching, I feel excited when I imagine my life as a bipedal. I have intentions (that may or may not change) to ditch my bike this winter and walk to work to the store to the everywhere. I recall the hazards and the hard-work of past winters by bike and I think it wise and fun (!) to give the work over to my feet and ankles and legs. Maybe even some winter running??
I am recently inspired by my friend, Val, who walks. Two miles to work, two miles home, two miles to the store, two miles home and on and on.
To embrace and welcome the winter weather. it is a hope of mine.
And I am thinking about the spring. I think I want to go somewhere where I can run in nature; in mountains, on trails, by lakes. I still lean to the south and to the west.
Tonight I intend to prepare the first fall feast; an acorn squash with arugula, and asian pear and chevre! and sage! Yum!
And the Chicago Marathon is in 2.5 weeks. We still are seeking donations for Fundacion Mazahua. I feel fearful and excited for the run. Mostly afraid of injury myself. I intend to alternate running and walking to keep myself safe. Yet I also feel fearful that it may be hard for me to control my excitement when the time is there. Slash I remind myself that in this universe there are abundant races to run. And my health and safety are of utmost importance!
