Too Comfortable?

This is Jake and Chewy.  They don't really have anything to do with this post
except Chewy looks comfortable, sort of :-)

A few years ago I realized that I had started limiting my activities to avoid discomfort.  Now, I realize that this sounds logical, but it can also be carried too far.  I had quit going outside in the mornings or evenings when mosquitoes were out because I'm delicious, and I hate being eaten.  I didn't go out when it was too hot, or too cold.  I didn't do some things because I would be sore later.  Eventually I realized I was missing out on things that I love, all so I could be comfortable.

I love tromping through the snow in the woods.  I love spring mornings, and summer ones too (though to be honest I often love staying in bed more!).  I like hiking, and trying to not get out when the family plays hot box.  More and more I have to remind myself that comfort isn't everything, and while I still can I want to be spending time enjoying people and our beautiful world.  This is worth a little soreness, and maybe a mosquito bite or two.