As if my week wan’t emotional enough. My dog died in my arms today. Grave digging was NOT on my agenda today. I need a hug. Lots of them. Suck it cancer.
Told my co-workers that I’m leaving them. Tears shed. Going away party planned and finalized. Was in and out the door in 10 minutes to get my run when I got home. Lots of emotions to run off. A gorgeous night. Leg pain was minimal. I almost felt like running regularly might be a possibility again in my future. That marathon I should be training for shortly? I’m still unsure...