"Come to think about it, my life is just on yet another spiral, and I need to honor it. I need to do all those things I want to do, without over-scheduling myself to the point when I hate doing each and every one of them, even if I started them exactly because I love them. When running needs to come - it will come back, it always did, on its own terms."  - Olga, Run More Talk Less

I've been feeling this quote from one of my favorite bloggers.  Especially the last two weeks, because after running more often on the track after I went on work hiatus, I have suddenly been inundated again by work and also by random family and menstrual interruptions that have put me back on barely getting in one track run this week and the week before that two track runs and huffing on my elliptical the rest of the time.  AND I've been pretty plain, old-fashioned lazy.  And today my little red pal surprised me; no cramps, just unusually insurmountable sluggishness this week to herald little red's monthly visit.

Anyway, about my previous DHS comments, I have to say that the town has gotten exponentially more livable the past four years, especially in the last two, mostly because of county, state and federal funds that improved busted roads and got a Boys & Girls Club and "wellness center" and small gym (also funded through the generous funding of a rich guy whose name I can't recall right now).  The influx of more and more regular people has also helped.  By "regular" I mean people without a meth habit, usually without recent felonies, and mostly with jobs to keep and who move here because it's where housing is most affordable, not because it's where their LA or San Bernardino parole officers told them to go so as to lighten those counties' burdens.

What else is new?  Oh yeah, I'm getting back to regular chanting, and that has focused me more the last three days and got me to a place where I can stop beating myself up over letting go of that 4-day-per-week track running momentum I had going in the beginning of the month.  It also helped to put to work the suggestion by one of the speakers at the October monthly "World Peace Prayer" meeting to focus on my heart when I chant, and also on what's weighing most on my mind, or as she put it, "Focus on what keeps you awake, or makes you weep at night."  The heart thing I imagined as having the sound of the chanting coming through my heart.  And that immediately brings me back from random mental distractions to the present and to the sound of my voice coming from my throat and mouth and out through my heart, too.

So I got this all out finally, after almost forgetting about this blog since I last procrastinated about it.

Yay me.