250 words 19th of May
Runners.. check, old t-shirt… check, music… check, beanie… check. Looks like I’m all set to head off around the lake.
My exercise regime really began in 2010 when my doctor gave me a very serious talking to. Quite firm he was and while it sounded harsh to my ears at the time, I shall always be grateful for his censure.
In Ballarat I used to ‘do’ Lake Wendouree. When the time came to leave and come to Hamilton, I wondered if there would be somewhere to keep my weight and blood pressure under control.
You can imagine my surprise and by extension my doctors relief, that there was such a facility. The thoroughly enjoyable, healing and scenic Lake Hamilton.
So most mornings I have a jog around this impressive lake. With its gentle curves, its bird life and the odd “Morning / Hello” its a rather good place to be. Sometimes I go round twice and feel very virtuous. Now here’s the confession bit.
Its not just my physical and mental health that is being sorted out as I stumble around. Theres the music in my head,… but also I’m thinking. That delicate letter I have to write. How could I phrase that a bit better? Mmm… mustn’t forget to get in touch with so and so and ask them about whatsamadoover… and that uncomfortable phone call might go better if I took another approach. Much is thought about, chewed over reflected upon, changed around, sorted and healed.
I give thanks for whoever took the initiative and made the Lake ‘happen’. Their ministry to me continues and we are all the richer for having such a wonderful place on our doorstep.