sometimes i consider myself a runner. sometimes i don't. lately i'm more of a treadmill girl due to the shorter hours of morning light and the chilly weather. in due time i'll be back outside {with my running buddy}, but i really do miss it.
oh a whim this morning i decided to change it up. even though i'm not fully recovered, i needed to move. and i needed it be in the fresh air.
i forgot how different putting one foot in front of the other is on a dirt path rather than on faux rubber. not only is it harder, but it uses more muscles. today was more of a jog... a very slow run, if you will, so as not to overexert myself.
i was blessed with this scene...
it reminded me that today is a gift. don't take it for granted. feel lucky to be able to experience this moment. you are exactly where you are supposed to be.
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