Joyful

It's a grey and gloomy day outside my office window and I can't stop smiling!

It started yesterday when I noticed my countdown function on my watch read nine. That's nine days until first foot on the trek. Even now typing nine -- and knowing I'm already down to eight -- my sense of joy rises like a helium-filled balloon, lifting my spirit and curling the corners of my mouth up involuntarily. I've reached the point of letting go and appreciation. My sense of exultation is palpable.

I am traveling to Bhutan. I am making the Snowman Trek.

Years ago I overheard my husband explain to someone the way that he had determined to approach a new environment -- a new learning opportunity. Cliff said that he had decided to walk with his arms wide open (figuratively, of course) so that he could collect all that was there to learn. That's always been a strong mental image for me. Beyond the function of collection I also see the gesture of open arms as an attitude of approachability, interest and genuine curiosity. There's a simultaneous sense of vulnerability and of capability. I am taking that first trek step . . . in just eight days, with arms open -- and smiling.

I also find a sense of pleasure and release in knowing that the preparation is ending and the trek journey is about to begin. All that I need, I have. Everything else will come as I let go and remain present.

Snowman training notes: Yesterday was a first when I completed 6425 vertical feel on the summit trainer (1:15) and discovered blisters on both thumbs from my handle grip. That was the final lactate threshold day on the training calendar. Hour long run today and a hike tomorrow round out the Soles calendar. I am anxious to put these strong and ready legs to work.

Thought for the day: “Sometimes your joy is the source of your smile, but sometimes your smile can be the source of your joy.” ~Thich Nhat Hanh