In Which Old Ladies Run….

image

We ran for 16 minutes today, this fat little 5-year old dachshund and I. Actually, the 4-month old golden retriever ran with us too, but she was hiding from me by the time I took this picture, because she tried to kill me 72 times in sixteen minutes tripping me.

Why, you ask, would a 52 year old woman suddenly decide to go out on a cold day when the streets are icy and I imagined the neighbors coming to their windows to laugh at the old lady wheezing down the street?

Because it’s fun.

Because my body is healthy enough to at least shuffle along, and I wanted to celebrate that fact.

Because everybody starts somewhere.

Because the fresh air stinging my cheeks was a rush after a long hard day at work today.

image

P.S. Don’t worry. The golden and I made up. Sort of.

Would You Take Risks?

image

image

image

image

Lee denim trousers, tank from Roaman’s, cardigan from Younkers, Fitzwell Gemma pumps from 6pm.com

It’s March 1st, dang it, and I don’t care if there’s a pile of snow taller than me in the parking lot. I’m dressing to honor and celebrate spring.

I’m also wearing 4 inch heels. I haven’t worn such things in years, but I’ve been practicing at home 🙂 and I’m determined to be willing to look foolish and awkward, if need be, to learn how to walk gracefully in heels.

I LOVE color. Love, love, loooooooove color. So for me, the rush is worth it for the joy the colors bring me.

What risks are you willing to take for joy today?