How is it already Friday again?!
I’m certainly not mad about it, but this week has flown by at warp speed. And to be honest, some of it was seriously the pits. As with everything though, there are always little things to find joy in, and that’s what I’m trying to do here today and every day.
Proud Moment. On Monday I ran 10 miles for my marathon training and I was reminded of just how far I’ve come. It helped that the Portland Marathon confirmed today that the somewhat beleaguered event had settled into its new course after a couple of months of drama and uncertainty. My calendar event was listed as “10 miles. One way or another.” and I’m not sure I would have started without those words of determination from past-self.