This morning when I woke up, I heard the heavy downpour of rain outside. I immediately said to myself, "Oh no! I'm supposed to go walgging (my new word BTW)." I got up and looked outside and sure enough, it was coming down REALLY hard.
Hmmmm... what to do? I could still go, but Gus would be soaking wet and probably miserable in the rain. I could wait and see if it stopped, and if it wasn't too awful, still make the attempt. I could try to walk after Gus's nap. I could go after dinner. I could just go tomorrow or Sunday.
So many options and I wasn't sure. I decided to text Pilar and Christy and see what they thought, and Christy said she'd just see me at 10:30 for our previous activity that we had planned together. I called Pilar and she said with the rain, it'd be really wet on the path and the kids would probably be unhappy. If we tried to go after lunch, it'd be hot and probably REALLY muggy due to the rain. I asked if she wanted to go tomorrow or Sunday but she couldn't, so we decided that we'd all meet up on Monday to walk.
I'm disappointed, but it all worked out well. I hosted an event at my house at 10:30 and with our walgging at 9:30, it'd be cutting it really close to get back to my house and get things ready in time for my guests. The rain actually helped and freed up my morning. However... I have this "itch" to go walgging.
Is that weird or what? A week ago, I wouldn't have thought that I'd be looking forward to getting out and moving... and even on Monday I never would have thought I'd be wanting to go walgging.
It's funny how priorities and motivation can shape your thoughts!!! So now I'm trying to decide what to do. It's still wet outside... but I might take Gus after he's up from his nap. We'll see.
