Ever have one of those days? I mean one of those days, when you wake up late, an hour of your day that you thought was still available already gone, and you just can’t really motivate yourself to put on your running shoes? For me, today was one of those days. The sun was shining brilliantly into my apartment, and all I really wanted was to sit and relax, read a book, and bask like a cat in the sun rays beaming through my windows.
I needed to run. My legs were twitchy. It had been more than two days, and I could feel my body craving the exercise even though my mind wasn’t in sync. So, I pulled an old trick out of my hat. If I go for a run, I get to reward myself with a latte. Hm…
Moments later… the shoes are on, I drop off my Keep Cup at the coffee shop (trying to save the world, one paper cup at a time) so I can easily stop and get the coffee to-go guilt-free on my way home post-run, and I’m on my way! Let the running commence!
My plan was to traverse downhill the first half of my run, and return on the uphill because I primarily find myself doing the opposite due to the lay of the terrain near my home. As they say, “The best laid plans…” I found myself running uphill. And then up a very steep hill – with glee! – anticipating what I would find at the top:
The morning air was chilly, but the sun was warm on my back and the garden lent a delightful perfume to the air. This was absolutely worth running straight uphill for a mile; the garden was unexpectedly still blooming, and gorgeous.
To my surprise, the gardens were filled with people! I did not expect that anyone got up before ten to walk in the Rose Garden. Understandably, they are taking advantage before the Portland rains befall us and proclaim: “Winter is coming…” with her 40 degree temperatures and torrential downpours. If there be sun, get out and enjoy!
As soon as I started my jaunt this morning, I knew this garden was where I wanted to end up; to spend a few moments peacefully meandering and smelling each rose in turn. Each one unique with fragrance all its own. I adored this white beauty:
I need to return to the garden soon and get her name. I dream of the someday, when I live in a house with garden space, rather than my upper floor apartment with no strip of land to plant, with this lovely variety of rose perfuming the breeze as it sweeps through my yard… Truly beautiful to admire and an extremely enjoyable bouquet. This was a very welcome unanticipated deviation from the normal run route.
Each time we get out and run it is for a purpose, with a goal in mind, whether that is training for a race, to gain speed, increase our mileage, or maintain fitness, and we take these things seriously because they matter to us. But once in a while, it’s important to stop and smell the roses.
Happy (rose scented, joy-filled) running!