Remember Stewardship "of all"?

Me too, but I was firmly reminded of it yesterday as I faced a daunting uphill climb...literally! As a seasoned veteran of more than a few hikes up, down, AND around the countryside of both the northeastern USA & merrie olde England (plus a few Alpine meadows in northwestern Italy), the idea of a trek up Stone Mountain in Georgia didn't faze me. "How high could it be?" I thought, not even recalling until we reached the base of it that this is, after all, the southern portion of the Appalachians!

Stone Mountain, on the side opposite the carving of Jefferson Davis, Robert E. Lee, & Stonewall Jackson, is quite walkable if you're into pretending you're Heidi of the Swiss Alps & aspire to emulate a mountain goat. On its more climbable side, Stone Mountain is very much like my childhood home in southern New England: steep hunks of granite; however, UNLIKE anything up there, this thing rises tor-like nearly 800 FEET above the surrounding relatively gently rolling countryside. Good thing I didn't know until we reached the top that there's a cable car that takes less hardy souls up & down!

Back to the need for physique stewardship...I have GOT to be far more dedicated to my gym time than I've been of late due to sinus infections, children with walking pneumonia, travels to swim meets, my work schedule, ad infinitum! Yes, at the midpoint of my 40s my physique is now far more maternal than athletic, having birthed four children (& still raising two of them to adulthood!). It's time to remember I'll be no good to anyone if I don't take care of ME FIRST (the cardinal sin to many a mom's mind!).

Back to the Y tomorrow...