The Little Things

As I was perusing the blog-o-sphere tonight, I realized that I need to get a lot better about posting.

So, feeling motivated, I grabbed my iPhone and opened my Notes app, and started making a list. I love lists. I was brainstorming blog posts and prompt ideas. Somewhere after "5 Foods I Can't Live Without" and "What to Look for in a CrossFit Gym," I realized ... I don't always need a prompt to write. 

This is my blog. This is my life. While I don't do anything especially noteworthy on the daily, it doesn't mean I can't write about the everyday happenings in my little small-town world. If I'm always waiting for something "big" to write about, there won't ever be much to write about. Because life isn't about the big things - it's an accumulation of the little things. And happiness is being content with those little things. Like lazy Saturday mornings. What I trained today in the gym. A hilarious Tabata video I watched of Klovov. And sitting up in a tree stand this evening with my love. 

It's Saturday night and I have big plans. Like catching up on the latest episode of Nashville and hanging out with the Compex on my elbow. 

Because the little things are enough. They are so enough.