Me and my sister Rebecca exploring the aquarium.
It's a bit frustrating that I am sitting here in my kitchen table, actually, everyday sitting in different spots, thinking about how much it sucks that I am not running!
About a month ago I ran the Memorial Day 5k with a fierce motivation to hit it like a comet. As much as fierceness was with my that day, my body seemed to be lagging. Specifically, my misaligned hips. I knew it, to be honest. I knew that I shouldn't have ran that race, yet I did. The passion was finally there again, and there was no way I wasn't going to put it to use.
I say it sucks, but at the same time I am finding acceptance in what as happened. This ankle injury/sprain/fuck up is probably another reminder of things other than just running that I need to be working. To be exact, I really need to get a stronger body. I am doing just that thanks to the help of Abby, who gave my a pretty great circuit to run through on this time off.
Until next time-- peace forever and ever and ever and ever.