Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a flash of black. My heart sank. Not again!
As I turned my head to get a closer look, my suspicion was confirmed.
They were back…
With a sigh, I grabbed a wad of Kleenex from the bathroom and then set out to track down my uninvited little intruder. I found him marching resolutely across our freshly painted dining room wall. Continue reading →
Last week, I had a conversation with someone in passing that left me feeling incredibly frustrated. It actually sparked my last blog post (read here). This brief interaction left me questioning myself and my abilities.
Now I’m sure that the person that I spoke to probably had NO IDEA how I was feeling. And let me be clear, they did absolutely nothing wrong! The topic of our conversation didn’t even deal with me directly.
But for some reason, our little chat left me feeling overlooked. Passed over. Rejected..
The wind gust blew hard against my tired body. My feet felt clumsy and heavy, almost as if they were encased in cement blocks instead of snug inside my trusty asics running shoes. To make matters worse, half-way through my run, I started to feel a cramp in my side.
This was supposed to be an easy run! It was a mile shorter than my last trek. I didn’t even have the usual added resistance and weight burden that came from pushing my 2 ½ year-old-daughter in our jogging stroller.