Yesterday I hiked a very steep mountainous path.

I was breathing like I suffer from COPD.

Oxygen please!

I exercise every day.

How is it possible to be so oxygen deprived?

To make matters more challenging, my body felt as if each portion belonged to others…I just couldn’t get into the connective flow.

I prevailed and made it to the top and then ran downhill, dodging bees and mosquitos, but thankfully no mountain lions or snakes which have been sighted.

I am still limping from my ankle injury, but X-rays are clean.

Burdened with my new gait, I assume that I will finally have to give up my dream of conquering the runway, unless the fashionistas are looking for sublime  imperfection.