Wind on Your Cheeks

My husband and I are musicians. And we’re parents. Our “backstage” experiences with our son (our little frog) deeply affect who we are as people, thus musicians. Recent insights: 

It's winter in Boston. When it's cold, I prefer to run inside... on a treadmill. I actually like the treadmill. I can just zone out and sweat for 45 minutes. Also, I have a Netflix app on my phone; and I've been watching retro serials, like Lost.

But my friend Laura prefers to run outside. So since November I have been bundling up and braving the elements with her. Finding a few super warm layers (thank you, Marshall's clearance rack) has helped make it more comfortable. And everything is easier and more fun with a friend... um, almost everything.

The other day we were out. We'd warmed up a bit. It was chilly but sunny! It felt great to be running in the world. My pal said it was so good to get "the wind on our cheeks." I love this. A good mantra for facing challenge and hard work--so good to put yourself out there and do stuff, whether you're running, swimming, or making big and wild dreams come true.

On a similar tangent, I've been reading Nick Offerman's hilarious book entitled Paddle Your Own Canoe:  One Man's Fundamentals for Delicious Living. (Bwahahaha on the title already). He wrote, "If you engage in a discipline or do something with your hands instead of kill time on your phone device, then you have something to show for your time when you're done."

So, yeah. Getting OUT there is real, earnest and uplifting. I'm getting OUT literally (and with friends), in the cold and the wind. And I'm putting myself out there with a huge string quartet project (my newest challenge which is hard and totally engrossing). Time to finish this blog post and get back OUT.

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