Goodnight friends! A dramatic switchback in the weather, a 15° dip down to about 10°c and almost endless typewriter rattle of rain, burgeoning or slacking for hour after long hour but never quite petering out. This checkerboard of alternating drenched and blazing days seems like perfect fuel for the transition from spring into summer, the sweet, sharp half-fermenting scent of growth is thick everywhere, paths narrowed by the verdant squeeze of life.
The atmospheric change hit me hard, a squashy painful tightness in every joint and worming its way deep inside. I could only push my way through half the workout I hoped for. I was left negotiating feelings of irrational dissatisfaction as well as being dazed and aching.
May we listen to and be able to honour our bodies’ needs today!
