Last night I decided I was going to try to run.
Just a short 2 miler... nothing major. To make sure the knee pain was gone.
I'll let you see for yourself how it went:
Yeah, not awesome.
I posted that on Facebook and Instagram last night and my news feed started immediately blowing up with love and support from all of you.
I cried and cried last night reading all of your sweet comments.
I can never thank you all enough for your words. They get me through the tough times when I feel like giving up.
So I woke up with a new perspective and some words of wisdom:
Life isn't fair. Injuries happen. It doesn't make you less awesome. You've already accomplished so much. There will always been another race. Take care of yourself first. Run if you can. Walk if you need. Crawl if you must. JUST KEEP GOING.
I will be proud when I cross that finish line in 10 days.
Because I've come a long way.
I've already finished one half marathon. At 5 months postpartum.
And I remember that feeling entering the chute.
I will feel that again.
Even if I have to be dragged.