I get to cross two things off my list today, and neither of them happened with any conscious effort by me. The first is simple. Last night I watched the sunset!
I’ve been having a lot of trouble sleeping lately, and find that walking in the evening helps to tire me out. I have a circuit that I love, through parks and past posh houses and calm streets. When I have time, I take a big detour up Red Hill. It’s steep, but I feel like from the top I can look over all of Canberra. It was a blustery, hazy dusk last night, but I thought I had time to do the hill. I wended my way up the saddle, wondering if it would rain on me. I quite like walking in the rain. Mindful of the gusts at my back, and the kangaroos on the hillside, I didn’t actually look up until I reached the top.
I must have looked rediculous, being surprised by what was in front of me. It was spectacular. A solid grey roof of cloud, the Brindabella’s fading below like a Japanese print. In between the most luminous slash of pink. As I made my way up, the wind got stronger, and the sun slowly slid through the gap, even more pink itself. I found a rock to sit on and enjoyed the show.
The o ther thing I’m crossing off, I’m not so proud of. In between all my very personal goals, the most boring resolution of all – lose weight. But over the last three months, what with the walks and the heat and the summertime food, I’ve melted. I lost 4 kilos in 3 months, and I’m under 60. I’m not sure if this is sustainable, but I’ve bought myself size 8 jeans for the first time in years.
So happy Monday, everybody. I hope your goals are slowly approaching, too.