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Slow Down You Move Too Fast

Chapter Ten continues with some much needed attention to Feeling Groovy

Slow down you move too fast – you got to make the morning last.

I’m not feeling so groovy.  I’m feeling exhausted.

Our stated goal of not being tourists has gotten lost over the past month.  Our much appreciated “days off” have disappeared.  We have been on the move and on the go pretty consistently since arriving in Croatia in late June.

With Arne’s mom we were busy tourists in Croatia and then again with our friends in Slovenia. The past six days we have been on the move enjoying and eating our way through glorious Lisbon with our son Erik whom we hadn’t seen since New Years.

But now I am tired.  Time for a break and to work on getting my groove back.

We head today south as Chapter Ten continues in Lagos Portugal in the Algarve region for three weeks.  I plan to not have a plan.  In fact the only touristy-type thing on the schedule is a cooking class.  We will relax and enjoy the sun and sand.  We will walk and do yoga everyday in our final preparation for the Camino (three weeks away), we will cook at home and eat healthy home-made foods.

For the next three weeks we will prepare physically, mentally and emotionally for our 500 mile Camino walk.  And we will do it in beautiful Lagos Portugal.  And we will relax, read, sleep, stroll, sip and surrender to the ebbing of August and the beckoning of fall.

And doesn’t that sound fabulous? And groovy?

I have to admit I am a bit nervous as the start of the Camino looms closer on the calendar.  I think the next three weeks will be a good time to bring my body and mind both together into a place to tackle this walk.  My husband insists I am physically ready – and yet I am still nervous.  As with anything, the waiting is the hardest part.

And so it’s time to work on feeling groovy again.  Writing makes me feel groovy so I’ll be blogging in Lagos…and hopefully feeling relaxed and fabulous and groovy.

I got no deeds to do
No promises to keep
I’m dappled and drowsy and ready to sleep
Let the morning time drop all its petals on me
Life, I love you
All is groovy

 

 

 

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