Today is Sunday. Yesterday was intense for me. I hiked over 11,000 steps yesterday, which is over twice what I walk on a good day. Today? Ouch. I hurt all over, even in places I didn’t know I had! Am I glad I did it, though? You bet! Now I’m at the climbing gym. I expected it to be crazy busy, but I was the first one through the door this morning. I always have my climbing gear with me and I’m wondering if I dare tackle the walls before church this afternoon. It wouldn’t be the first time I showed up to church with chalk all over me, but I do get funny looks when I do. I didn’t bring a change of clothes in case disaster strikes because I wasn’t planning on being able to get on the wall this morning. The best laid plans… I am content just to sit here in relative silence (lack of screaming from little kids) right now. I want to climb, but I don’t want to get hurt due to fatigue from yesterday’s antics. Oh, well. I’m enjoying the climbing gym as is. In the moment. As it should be.
