I got on to blog my run and saw the sweet, encouraging comments on my last entry. It made me tear up a little. Thanks you guys. Today I ran really slowly, but gave it an extra mile (once warmed up, I feel fine). When I got home I ice packed my thigh for like an hour. But like Marion, I wonder what's going on with my butt....I mean, my hips/butt and whatever goes on in there to keep your legs attatched to your body. I did feel better today than I have in a while, but I can't think of enough adjectives to describe my legs-- lead? bronze? dead weight? I am not one one ever takes my health for granted. I thank the universe often for my strength, but more so during times like this. As consolation and reward for gettng out there, both yesterday and today were breathtakingly gorgeous mornings. More like September than August. The horizon was light pink bleeding softly upward into the baby blue sky, with that gigantic full moon sitting fat and heavy over the alfalfa fields. The trees and fields are so green, and the air so light with a touch of a breeze. I am greatful for every day my skin is touched by the breeze and my eyes are met with the serene beauty of a calm morning. I am grateful to be out there, that plus, there's a lot less mosquitoes lately :) | 