I've been running a lot again. Which is fantastic. I haven't been for quite a while. I've gotten very out of shape. Running feels great again. I don't run super long distances. I don't have the focus. I get bored. About 2 miles a day. I want to continue into pregnancy (for as long as possible). I'm finding that I'm easily frustrated by injuries I'm sustaining trying to get back into shape. More Patience.
I have my constant companion for the last six years by my side when I run. She makes me smile, even when I'm not 100%. She has loved me unconditionally. She listens. She understands my moods and knows exactly how to react (even more than my husband). She never, ever holds grudges. She has taught me Patience.
Feeling quite frustrated today, but trying to stay up beat and patient. Tomorrow is a new day.