E - Vida

Yesterday, I took 90 minutes after work, to walk 5km with 2 colleagues. (They've been run/walk-ing for months now and I've joined them once before, but I had to leave after 1 measly loop around the Common to do the pick up.) Yesterday, I stayed right until the end and drove home in the dusk of evening exercise endorphins -  and a little dizzy with the excitement of my time well spent. I arrived home to what looked like a scene from The Brady Bunch. Kids sitting in their respective seats around the dinner table, finishing off their last spoonfuls before tackling the cutting, pasting and home narration projects. Even Baby sat contently in her feeding chair without the need for (seemingly compulsory - except for today -) restraint. We exchanged quick cuddles and greetings before I hit the shower. The left overs menu had been depleted but it didn't matter too much because I was still high on love and fresh air. It felt foreign. It felt risky. But it felt good! Today