Ten.

Ten years ago (yesterday) we said yes, although truth be told we have been together for 26. We got engaged on a Thursday while building the night’s fire in the wood stove (he bought the rings–surprise! Tungsten carbide, which is entirely appropriate.) and wed on Friday, during our lunch hour, at the courthouse. Our witnesses were strangers. There was no fanfare. We have one blurry photo to show for it, plus a lifetime of love. Good decision.

Our reading:

[i carry your heart with me(i carry it in]

BY E. E. CUMMINGS
i carry your heart with me(i carry it in
my heart)i am never without it(anywhere
i go you go,my dear;and whatever is done
by only me is your doing,my darling)
                                                      i fear
no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)i want
no world(for beautiful you are my world,my true)
and it’s you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you
here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows
higher than soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that’s keeping the stars apart
i carry your heart(i carry it in my heart)
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Kumano Kodo: Day 2

I was really sore from pilates yesterday, and a run the day before that and yet we hiked. And hiked, and hiked. Longer on the City Creek Trail than we have ever done. I don’t know how far. All I know is that my fitbit buzzed a little bit after the turn around point. And today, I have zero photos to show for it. What I do have is a memory full of hiking with intention, and yet lots of daydreaming. A good balance I suppose. Watching where I put my feet. Thinking about how healthy they feel compared to this time last year when I was in pain on both, likely with plantar fasciitis. But they are healed, save for maybe a little tendonitis in my right metatarsals (extensor tendonitis). Nothing I don’t feel like I can’t work through. More calf stretching is needed apparently.

Daydreaming about Japan a lot lately. This time last year we were there and I can’t help trying to figure out when our next visit will be or if I’ll be able to live there at some point in the future. Google photos keeps reminding me of what I was doing this day last year, as if I’ve forgotten. Seems like a fine thing to share here. These are from the Nakahechi route of the Kumano Kodo (11/12/17) and then the hiking route over a mountain to Yunomine Onsen. Scheming to go back.

Third generation operators of Chikatsuya Minshuku. So sweet. Yoroshiko onegaishimasu.

Tired feet and bodies riding the bus to skip ahead a few miles. Mountain road views.

Jizo.

All are welcome on the Kumano Kodo.

Oyunohara in the distance. Pilgrims in the foreground.

Entrance to Hongu Taisha from the Kumano Kodo Nakahechi trail.

Hongu Taisha shrine purification.

Entrance to Hongu Taisha. No photos allowed in the shrine.

Steps leading up from the parking area at Hongu Taisha for the non-hiking pilgrims.

Oyunohara. (huge torii gate!)

Steep steps up the mountain over to Yunomine Onsen.

Choose your own adventure Kumano Kodo style.

Street of Yunomine Onsen. Boiling river water from the onsen that flows into the stream. The onsen itself is a UNESCO World Heritage Site.

View from Minshuku Omuraya in Kawayu Onsen. Lovely river.

Dinner.

Adulting

  • Spent the better part of the morning trying to figure out how to rollover employee stock, and deal with 401k accounts. This is not my strong suit. I feel totally inadequate on these things, and lack confidence and the right words. My pits sweat that nervous sweat and I have to psych myself up and write out all of the questions I want to ask. And then their system was down. grrrr…
  • I own one pair of tall boots and have had them for 10 or 11 years. They were pricy at the time, bull full leather, and good quality. The left one has a hole in the sole and I spent too much time last winter with a wet foot. Started the replacement shopping. No luck. Not convinced what I want (which is my old boots, but new) exist.
  • Bought some new foundation. Laura Mercier. So grownup. The color match is excellent. She said I had really great skin. I said she probably says that to everyone. She said in fact, if it isn’t true she doesn’t say anything. I said thanks. Moisturizer, sunblock, and sunglasses folks. And good genes. #thanksmom
  • I didn’t want to, but I went for a run. It was awesome. So then I did some core work, squats, and other random things. And stretched. Pilates tomorrow.
  • Starting to get cold. Will likely need winter running gear. Contemplating gym membership to get through the winter.
  • The system was back up. The ESOP sale occurred which means I am divested and can now work without a conflict of interest. This puts me at ease. One thing done. Many to go.
  • Eye appointment Monday. Might be time for the dreaded b-word: bifocals.

chilly sunset run

10 things*

  1. I forgot my work computer at home and had to immediately turn around and go back. The new pavement section was open and the signing and striping is fresh.
  2. It never ceases to amaze me that there are seagulls in Utah. And that they hang out in my work parking lot.
  3. We are finally starting to click in our roles and work together as a team. It only took four months. Presentation tomorrow.
  4. So needed this. Note to self: get some paperwhites.
  5. It still feels weird to have the tables turned. Once again I am the client.
  6. Leaving work in the dark. Sucks.
  7. The gate was closed when I got home. I immediately burst into tears. No four-legged friend who’s happy to see me. When will this get easier?
  8. We voted early. And walked together in the dark to drop off our ballots.
  9. Following the directions on the gyoza makes for optimal cooking results.
  10. I think I am getting closer to a name and logo.

* inspired by Justine who was inspired by Somersault.

Taller

I woke up feeling taller.

It is the day after yesterday. I am really sore. Especially in the front of my shoulders around my clavicle and upper back in between my shoulder blades. It felt so good to open those areas up, but man. Today I really feel it.

Yesterday I learned it is hard to focus on breathing from particular parts of your body. How does one make one’s breath originate from the side of the rib cage. And turn in the bottom of your ribcage without tensing your neck, shoulders, and chest. It is harder than it sounds.

Because of my schedule, and theirs, I can’t go back until next Saturday.