...And for some reason, the world wanted to help out.
Right now there continues to be devastating fires across California which have layered my town in ash blizzards and covered the sky with a thick, orange-gray hue of heat and displaced energy.
After today's run, my lungs probably look similar.
Today was a Die Day.
...And for some reason, Jake and I felt the need to look beyond the weather and try our hardest to succeed in the "Die" plan.
First, we did sprints, absolutely as fast as we could, for about a quarter mile, then we took it down to a walk, then a jog, then sprints, then a walk.
Pretty soon, we were clothed in gray singes and coughing in gasps.
Today was a Die Day.
...And for some reason I enjoyed it because of my switch to organic food.
I enjoyed making bell pepper, onion and tomato omelettes along with wheat toast carved below a light almond butter and blackberry honey river.
This made my day creative and awake.
Today was a Die Day.
...And for some reason Jake and I decided to shed our sweat only an hour before I had to be at work for a long night of coffee grinding and people smiling.
It ended with me running even more to close the store and wiping my forehead while feeling my burning throat, dumb ashy sky.
Today was a Die Day.
My lungs are aching.
My legs are killing me.
My stomach is happy.
And my mind is tired.
...And for some reason I feel great. :)
Gotta Run,
Brooke
(PS: Tomorrow is a DISTANCE DAY! Which may have to happen inside if the hazardous and unhealthy devastation of an environment outside keeps up.)
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