I snapped that picture of Little Bean this week before a run on Tuesday. Doesn’t he look happy? Honestly, he’s almost always happy and it’s seriously contagious.
His almost constant smile got me thinking about my own happiness.
Do I need to weigh a certain amount? Look a certain way? Wear a certain size to be happy?
And this may sound too simple to be true but… Do I just need to live the active life I want to live?
“I had looked for happiness in fast living, but it was not there. I tried to find it in money, but it was not there either. But when I placed myself in tune with what I believe to be the fundamental truths of life, when I began to develop my limited ability, to rid my mind of all kinds of tangled thoughts, and fill it with zeal and courage and love, when I gave myself a chance by treating myself decently and sensibly, I began to feel the stimulating, warm glow of happiness.” -Edward Young
My favorite part… "rid my mind of all kinds of tangled thoughts."
That’s my goal.