Then the rain came. And it hasn't stopped. Three mornings a week I walk over to the gym that's in the basement of the recreation centre and do some weight/resistance training. I do this not because I enjoy it, but rather to keep my bones from disintegrating as I get older. When I woke up Friday morning to the sound of rain pounding down outside the bedroom window I didn't care if my bones turned to powder. There was no way I was walking over to the gym in that deluge.
Saturday brought more rain, but there was a small window of opportunity mid-morning when the clouds turned from black to light grey, so I forced myself out the door. I was gritting my teeth as I did the rather steep climb at the beginning of the trail. It felt like hiking in a rain forest, only without the heat. Then I had an idea. I decided to change my perspective, and started looking around to see what small things I could notice as I was walking.
There were tree knots...
A stump wearing a fern wig (which, with all this rain, closely resembles my hair)...
It helped. Before I knew it I had reached the top and was heading back down the hill. The downside to my plan was I tripped several times. It's hard to be searching the woods for interesting bits and see the tree roots on the path at the same time. Just as I got back to my car the skies opened up. I must confess I felt quite smug for the rest of the day. I had managed to squeeze my walk into the only dry hour of the whole day.
This next bit has nothing to do with exercise, but goes with the general theme of small stuff. A friend and I are getting together in a couple of weeks to have a bunny bee. We are making the Miss Maggie Rabbits from Posie Rosy Little Things. This is something we have had planned for quite some time. Which sounds way better than saying we bought the kits almost a year ago and have put off making them until now. Cindy sews and I knit, so we have done a pre-bunny bee swap. She is sewing the dresses and I am knitting the shawls and jumpers. I finished the first wee jumper yesterday. I put my phone by it so you can get an idea of its size.
It was weird knitting this, having no idea what size the rabbit who will be wearing it is, since it doesn't yet exist. It's not like I can just shrug my shoulders and think, "Oh well, if it's too big the rabbit can just grow into it." Which is what I do when I knit something for my favourite "small stuff."