A New Take on Wednesdays

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Aug 20, 2022

Hey Friends -

I cannot tell you how long I've lived in a beach town and not gone to the beach. It's embarrassing. I mean, years went by, and I made no attempt to head to the water.

When I first moved to San Diego, I spent all my free time exploring my new surroundings. Every day off from work was spent at a beach, taking a day trip, or trying to surf (I was unsuccessful).

Then, as life would have it, I quit going. I quit trying to go. I stopped building it into my week.

I was too busy working or recovering from work to do much else. I was scrambling to get a new title, a bigger store, or more money.

This year, I made a change.

Wednesdays have become my beach days.

Every Wednesday afternoon, I clear my schedule and head to the beach. The bag is packed, the umbrella is in the car, and I stopped caring about getting sand everywhere.

This week while I was kicking back under my blue umbrella, watching the world go by, I saw the sweetest two-year-old toddle her way onto the sand.

She stood still, blinking her bright brown eyes in the sunlight, taking in the vast ocean before her as her parents set up their beach tent behind her.

She noticed the sand under her feet. She crouched down and began to run her hands through it. She pushed the sand with the back of her hand and forward with a flat hand - almost how you would move your hand through the water. It wasn't long before she had fists full of fine rocks.

She sat down and became immersed in the total beach experience.

The sun on her face. The breeze on her skin. The sand underneath her.

I smiled and returned to watching the surfers haul their boards down the beach to the surfing-only zone.

My new beach days aren't just a day to work on my tan (something I actually try to avoid). It's a day to observe life.

On Wednesdays, anything goes.

I don't look at the time.

I eat whatever I want.

I don't care how dirty I get or how messy my hair is.

I can order a cold brew and eat a bag of potato chips (I totally did this, by the way).

I made a new friend at the local market.

I sat in front of the corner store and watched the world go by.

I laughed hysterically with my best friend.

By the time I get home on Wednesdays, nothing really matters.

My dog tries to lick the salt off my skin as I skate around him. I shower, hang up my swimsuit, and kick up my feet.

I've now built this tradition into my week. It's scheduled like all of the other things on my calendar. It's become non-negotiable.

Sometimes scheduling downtime on your calendar is the only way to get it.

It's easy to push it off or tell yourself you're too busy, but the alternative could have a real downside. Staying inside, watching TV, or flipping through social media are things I can't do for very long anymore.

I start to get bugged out, and I gotta get going.

This weekend, I hope you get to do something you love. Whatever brings you outside, connects you to the earth, and to other people is a good place to start. Try it for an hour. If you don't have an hour, try 20 minutes.

It will all matter. It will all add up and make a positive impact.

Pour your favorite drink and pet your pets.

Until next time.

Peace,

Kit

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