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 my body will ever allow me to do it. But, I haven’t fully given up yet.
I may be getting somewhere. Where I don’t know. But, moving more. With less pain. I’m just so damn impatient.