Year Four, Day 120: Not Letting Go of My Stamina!

I'm cold. Chilled to the bone. I am wearing my winter coat in the library as I type this.

I am also tired. I have one more student, then I'm heading home to bed early. I will be rising early tomorrow to head out to the church I'm substitute piano/organ playing for.

I had an epiphany this morning. I finally understand my mother's behavior. She is chronically early to everything. Today I purposefully headed out much earlier than I needed to before teaching piano class. I landed at a Starbucks near the Portland waterfront. I had a black Americano. No sugar, no cream. And oatmeal. It was most enjoyable to enjoy the morning. I sipped and contemplated. I was in no rush, because I had over an hour before my first class.

I decided to eat some crow, and call my mother. I have poked fun at her all my life for her early bird mentality.

"I have adapted your system", I told her when she answered the phone. She sounded puzzled. I explained.

"It took you long enough!", she said sarcastically.

I deserved it. Better late than never! Or should I say better early than late!

I also had a wonderful Qi Gong/Hooping session this morning. I am increasing my time. I feel stronger, more energetic and more flexible!

Although these predawn morning awakenings do cause me to crash earlier.

There is a saying though. "Early to bed and early to rise. Makes a man healthy, wealthy and wise!"

I must be getting old. I'm going to bed early. Waking up early. And quoting old sayings.

Oh well, I am embracing my age and my gray hair. But I am not letting go of my stamina!

On that note, I must run. Talk to you tomorrow. Happy Saturday!

Love,

Zita

Here is my video. Day 42! :)

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