Radioactive

The weather turned cool this weekend, which is a nice break from the heat. As a result, I didn't feel compelled to get up and run early today -- in fact, my kids and I didn't get up until 9:30 -- love those weekend sleep-ins! Even better, my kids agreed to accompany me on their bikes as I ran to Picnic Point and back.

A number of times, they rode ahead, and the song I kept hearing inside my head was this one:

Welcome to the new age, to the new age
Welcome to the new age, to the new age

It does feel like a new age, in a good way. The kids and I are settling into our party of three life, and they seem to be much more game than they were to do things all together (like our run/bike today).

Don't get me wrong, we still have our issues:

Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, whoa, oh, oh, oh, I'm radioactive, radioactive
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, whoa, oh, oh, oh, I'm radioactive, radioactive

I raise my flags, don my clothes
It's a revolution, I suppose
We're painted red to fit right in
Whoa

But we seem to get through them relatively quickly and peaceably.

And my body, which bruised like crazy after my last chiropractor visit, was pretty cooperative on my run, maybe in part because I agreed to walk the part of the route that goes out to picnic point and back with my kids (since you can no longer ride your bike on that path):

I'm breaking in, shaping up...
I'm waking up, I feel it in my bones
Enough to make my systems blow
Welcome to the new age, to the new age
Welcome to the new age, to the new age
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, whoa, oh, oh, oh, I'm radioactive, radioactive
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, whoa, oh, oh, oh, I'm radioactive, radioactive

All systems go, the sun hasn't died
Deep in my bones, straight from inside

Nope, the sun hasn't died. And although every single day, I have at least one moment where it feels like maybe it has, it passes again, generally after I've shed a few tears. Sigh.

But I also read a little more of my book today, and at one point Sugar gave someone the following advice: "A glorious something else awaits."

And I choose to believe her...