Tuesday was “one of those days” for me. It began with me waking up definitely on the wrong side of the bed (I hate it when that happens!) All morning I was in a funk – and the more I focused on the fact that I couldn’t shake it, the more frustrated I got. It was so bad that not even Michael Bolton could fix it. (I told you… BAD.) I had a million things to do that day and tried to get my 394857364 posts done, mentally feeling like I was going a million miles per hour yet I continued to stare at blank page after blank page. I sat in front of my computer literally feeling like I was drowning in my to-do list. Christian knew I was struggling so, being the awesome human of a being that he is, he kidnapped me and drove me to Nashville’s beautiful Percy Warner Park.
Let me tell you something. Nature will take all of your stress and TOTALLY KICK ITS ASS. I don’t know if we spent 20 minutes or 2 hours in those woods walking those trails, but as we rounded one of the bends, I felt the cool breeze rush over my face and I put my hands to the sky and yelled at the top of my lungs, “STRESS IS BULL! TAKE IT!” and just like that, the sky ate it up and I felt strong again. (Only to turn around and realize Christian had documented my moment of crazy.)
There were a few times during our walk where Christian mentioned how fast we were walking. I think his exact words were, “Wow, babe. We’re um… bookin’ it today.” You betcha, babe. YOU BETCHA.
I’m so grateful to have this guy the way I do… he always knows just when I need to be whisked away to the trees. (And then he took me to Starbucks so I could try the new 500 calorie S’mores Frappuccino.) (It happens.)
[ This is week 20 of a 52 week photo series: Project 52, where I document the beauty found in Tennessee ]