The other day, it happened. I bumped right into "enough". I was opening the door for another morning walk...just like I'd been doing for months...when it hit me.
It was the day that the weather changed. We'd need something warmer to wear on our walk. I pulled on my leggings + a long-sleeved layer and off we went. As I opened the door, I realized that I had everything I needed...even when the circumstances changed...and that felt really good.
When summer arrived, I'd tried to add another pair of workout shorts to my collection of one. I ruled out the ones made out of plastic, even though it was recycled plastic. No more microfibers, if I can help it. There was a pair with a waist band that was sure to twist + annoy...another pair that was so hot that I felt relief as soon as I removed it. Others were never restocked in my size. But, you know what happened? I hung my single pair of workout shorts over the doorknob on the back of my bedroom door every morning after my walk + washed them each weekend. And it was enough.
I rotated the three tank tops + three pairs of socks I had. Enough.
Taking note of that moment of clarity is important, because all of my feelings of not having enough...wanting just one more...come not from need but from boredom with what I have or fear of something that hasn't happened. I'm not saying that having more than one pair of workout shorts or leggings is bad. I just think that it is very useful to recognize "enough". Because I would get bored with two as well. Because I am more likely to use up every bit of one. Because resources are finite.
And so, I smiled at "enough" + promised to remember that feeling...even when I'm not feeling it.
Love,
Jane
It was the day that the weather changed. We'd need something warmer to wear on our walk. I pulled on my leggings + a long-sleeved layer and off we went. As I opened the door, I realized that I had everything I needed...even when the circumstances changed...and that felt really good.
When summer arrived, I'd tried to add another pair of workout shorts to my collection of one. I ruled out the ones made out of plastic, even though it was recycled plastic. No more microfibers, if I can help it. There was a pair with a waist band that was sure to twist + annoy...another pair that was so hot that I felt relief as soon as I removed it. Others were never restocked in my size. But, you know what happened? I hung my single pair of workout shorts over the doorknob on the back of my bedroom door every morning after my walk + washed them each weekend. And it was enough.
I rotated the three tank tops + three pairs of socks I had. Enough.
Taking note of that moment of clarity is important, because all of my feelings of not having enough...wanting just one more...come not from need but from boredom with what I have or fear of something that hasn't happened. I'm not saying that having more than one pair of workout shorts or leggings is bad. I just think that it is very useful to recognize "enough". Because I would get bored with two as well. Because I am more likely to use up every bit of one. Because resources are finite.
And so, I smiled at "enough" + promised to remember that feeling...even when I'm not feeling it.
Love,
Jane
