Sacramento Sunrise │ You're a Hard Habit to Break

They say it takes three weeks to make or break a habit.

I say it's a lie.

Because really, you have to desire the change (more than not changing) if you

want the habit to stay or leave.Three weeks has nothing to do with it.

I say this because I was reminded this morning while running

how much I dislike it.

True, I've come to love (okay, maybe like) running more every day. Again,

that may be because I've forced myself. Made myself keep this habit.

But, running is still annoying. It hurts. And I marvel at the people

who run marathons, or ultra marathons --and love it.

Yet, over this last year (almost two), I have come to depend on running.

My six a.m. wake up call --stumbling out of bed into the dark room,

trying to put my pants on the right way, hating the cold or the heat depending on the season--

none of that matters

once I have music in my ears and I'm out in the cool.

Running allows me to filter out the details and dilemnas,

desires and dreams,

problems and praises of everything in my life.

So, this has actually become a habit that I both hate

and love at the same time.

Some habits are like that.

And some habits are hard to break.
Really, really hard.

But, here's hoping I keep this one.

Applicable song: Don't Kill the Magic, Magic

Loved the sunrise this morning.

I think clouds make everything pleasant.

 I love the clarity of the first picture.↑

But, I think this one ↓ more accurately describes life.

Blurry, out-of-focus, and still beautiful.