Do you ever feel like there’s just too much?
Too much on your list.
Too much in your head.
Too many people needing something, all at once.
I felt that this week. One of those “how does anyone keep up with all of it?” kind of weeks.
And when that happens, I have a ritual that grounds me— I move!
Sarah too, here stretching before our workout in the “Reiflex Center”–our gym in the garage.
We both move not to escape, but to return our ourselves. A run, walk, a workout in the garage together. Even 20 minutes outside clear the static. The me that just worked out is better equipped for what’s ahead–every single time.
But this week, I found another kind of therapy.
It sizzled. It smoked. It came from our brand-new Blackstone grill.
We picked it up at our hospital’s BASH fundraiser. And this weekend, it earned it spot in our hearts, and our driveway, and soon patio.
Sweet and sour chicken. Fried rice. Working together. Eating together. The smell of it all rising into the warm sunny evening. Cooking something together. Slowing down enough to savor. And the taste…wow!
And the best part–leftovers for tomorrow!
We’re always told to make time for what matters. But when life gets hectic, we forget how to do that. So maybe it’s a walk. Maybe it’s a workout. Or maybe, just maybe, it’s dinner on a hot griddle, with someone you love standing next to you helping. Because sometimes the best cure for being too busy…is just to stop. Move. Breathe. And then later cook something together. Keep moving everybody!
Dr. Dan
Consecutive Exercise Day of newest streak: # 501–I just surpassed the 500 day mark!!!