Finding Joy

“They say a person needs just three things to be truly happy in this world: someone to love, something to do, and something to hope for.”
― Tom Bodett

I’ll be honest- things don’t always go my way. Over the last two days I’ve had more than one monstrous disappointment. I don’t want my blog here to turn into what my journal sometimes does: a vent for all the negativity that exists in my life.

That being said, I still have a dominant sanguine nature about me. I get depressed more than angry, and frustrated rather than vengeful. I strive for peace and improvement and forgiveness in my life. I despise the concept of a grudge. So when last week’s disappointments left me less-than-cheerful for two days, I was determined that this far greater dejection would last an even shorter time.

Nothing returns my sanguine nature quite like the combination of caffeine, sunshine, and a trail. The major problem this morning was that the trails had quite literally melted with the rain yesterday, and had re-frozen over night. So as I headed up the trail my traction options were ice, mud, or frozen snow. I opted for the frozen snow. Which was an issue because I decided to run before going home and adding long socks to my repertoire. So the icy surface of the snow tore at my ankles.

But I couldn’t complain. It felt amazing to be soaking in the sunlight. The temperature was probably pushing 40, and It was golden. As my pulse raced on the climb it felt like dancing up the trail.

I, again, neglected the stopping to take pictures this time, since my body just wanted to move and keep moving- flushing out the stress, worry, and hopelessness with the sweat. So I got a few shots on the way down:

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Wow. It was sure warm today!
Wow. It was sure warm today!
Me and the sun. We in love. We gonna get married.
Me and the sun. We in love. We gonna get married.

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Okay, this is the coolest picture and here's why: the footprints in the snow are mine. The ones closest to the icy trail are on my way up. The ones on the far right are on the way down. My stride is twice as long in the descent!
Okay, this is the coolest picture and here’s why: the footprints in the snow are mine. The ones closest to the icy trail are on my way up. The ones on the far right are on the way down. My stride is twice as long in the descent!