We moved to St. George over Christmas break. Well, I think we moved. We're here in our house in St. George, but we still own a house in Pleasant Grove, and we already have plans to go back there for a few weeks in March. So, maybe we are "snow birding" this winter. I'm not sure about all of this, really.
But the move has already seen some drastic changes for the good for me. Without having to live by an alarm clock, I have slept and slept and slept. Slowly, my body is recovering. It is slow, mind you. But I am feeling better already just with the opportunity to sleep as long as my body needs to sleep. That could not happen when I was working and was needing to work just after 6AM each day.
With no employment responsibilities, I have used the time to exercise to build strength in my lungs and muscles. I have found a new online yoga class that has helped me focus on my breathing as a way to strengthen from the inside out. It is fostering a renewed flexibility in my body and reminding my body of old ways of toning up and feeling strong again.
Having a pool at my daily disposal, I have begun to swim each day and with that daily ritual, I was gathering strength to my breathing as well as my muscles. I am saving my joints from the pounding that running would cause and I find emotional and mental health as I see the blue skies each day--even if the air is still a little brisk. On days when I have a little extra energy, I have also taken myself walking, using the several trails that follow the rivers edge here and have found myself enjoying seeing the wild animals along the quiet trail and the serene, natural habitat of creatures great and small. I have also enjoyed sharing a "good morning" with fellow trail users on both their bikes and their sneakers.
The winter was always hard to cope with in the north. There could be weeks at a time that were socked into an inversion that trapped cold, gross, gunky air in the valleys. The air was unhealthy, and the mood turned sour quickly when that occurred. Here, there is no inversion issue. The winter is here, but regularly we are 10+ degrees warmer than friends in the old cul-de-sac. Seeing the blue skies each day is a blessing I didn't appreciate like I should have before, but I sure do now.
There is still much to do with my personal health improvement campaign. But I feel I am well on my way. None of this would have happened without Genius Golfer's agreement to let me quit my job and move south. That would not have been an option had we not bit the bullet 4 years ago and begin this "retirement" house project and the subsequent pool project. Maybe he knew I would need to flee here for my mental health some day, but I do nothing either one of us had any idea my physical health would need it too. So, I'm all the more grateful for him leading those decisions.
With all that said, my business plans for our Quench-It down here are at a stand still, for now. Finding a good location is much more difficult than I had imagined. But I feel like that right thing will show up and when it does we will be ready. But like all my gut feelings, I have no time schedule given to me ahead of time. So we wait, prepared.
Progress on too many arenas might be too much to accomplish, perhaps. So I have taken my sense of accomplishment from my health progression and will focus on that for the time being. Regardless, I am grateful to be here and to be on the upward swing, however slow that movement.
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