for my 10K training I've been running around the reservoir. it reminds me a lot of the pond in hyde park and london naturally. I can't believe it's been four years since I lived there. I am dying for a visit across the pond but, in exchange I will definitely take the views in my neck of the woods. they are pretty breathe-taking. which leads me to thinking about how much time I spend longing for something. I'm trying to pin point what is a healthy amount of wanting that keeps me reaching higher, but not so much so that I can't enjoy the now. I have a friend who begins almost every sentence with "I'll be happy when...." and it pains me that she can't seem to enjoy where she is right now.
I don't want to miss out on enjoying where I am because I'm thinking about where I have been or could be.