I have been adventuring hard, but not this weekend.
This weekend I ran some errands, I had some quiet nights. I went to the drive-in. I watched Hallmark Movies with my mom. I went out for breakfast and watched a friend ride his bike by on a 60 mile “Tour de Keuka” fundraiser ride and felt a pang of guilt that I wasn’t out there doing hard things, too.
By Sunday I was feeling tired from all this down time. Weird. I went climbing with a friend and they said “rest days are productive too” which might be true, but I felt a whole lot better after a few hours of climbing than I did after a few hours of sitting.
