Running...cheaper than therapy!

Happy to say, we survived our first week of The Little Mermaid, and Alli’s gymnastics meet.  Man, those kids work so hard, and the show has been amazing!!

This week, we are still in “show mode” AND trying to gather our stuff for our trip.

I keep getting up and opening my blinds to all of this snow,  and think….a few more days.  Love the snow, not the cold…well, the bitter cold.

The weather is Costa Rica has been steamy.  95 degrees everyday.  Ahh, that’s what I am talking about.  That is my kind of weather report.

I always get giddy this time of year, knowing we are going back to our home away from home.  Biggest thing, I CANNOT wait to be running on the beach.  I LOVE running on the beach.  It is one of those simple pleasures in my life. I get up early, and walk onto the beach…the sand squeezes between my toes, the waves make a beautiful music in my ears, the macaws sing in their squawky voices, cheering me on along the way, the monkeys looking at me from their homes perched in the trees, the sun is rising, the steam is coming out of the rain forests, and I am off.  Running along these beaches for mile after mile where I never see another soul.  It is magical. 

My feet will be sore from the sand the first few days. But I will love it.  My eyes will sting with sweat, and ocean water, but it will make me smile.  After two days, I will be hot and sweaty, and I will laugh thinking about how cold I have been.  I will most certainly fall and be rolled to the ocean floor catching my first wave on my surfboard, but will be joyful!  This place for me is my Heaven.  I look forward to going every year.  I need to go every year, just like I need to run, it’s my drug.  It’s my therapy.  And after this long, cold, Idaho winter, I am ready for 3 weeks of therapy in Paradise!