The last few weeks have been a real struggle for me. before it sounds like I am complaining I want to say that complaining is not the intention of this post. Life is overflowing with love and intense joy right now. All the firsts for Cannon are so fun and I love getting to know his personality more and more.
But there are still days that I really struggle and feel like I can’t get my sh*t together.
I have really been struggling with running lately. I love running so much but it has not been coming back easily. Every
mile step is a struggle sometimes. On an easy 4 mile run the other day I was shuffling along, beating myself up for how hard it felt. But then it occurred to me that I should just embrace the struggle. It’s difficult, the comeback is slow and sometimes painful. I can’t seem to run much further than 8 miles before things start to fall apart. But it’s my journey and I am convinced if I keep up my PT and slogging along, someday running will feel light and fast and fun again.
Again I don’t want to come off as ungrateful, I just like to keep it real on this little space of the internet. And hey, it’s okay to struggle sometimes.