Sunday, August 22, 2010

The morning of my training, day 3, and already I had a meltdown. I was studying my materials and listening to my Ipod when a song played that reminded me of when life use to feel  comfortable and happy. Suddenly, all the growing pains I felt this past year surfaced so quickly, I couldn’t control myself. I broke down into tears. Having to be quiet as to not wake my roommate, I sat in the bathroom and covered my mouth so I could cry quietly.  I could only allow myself a short cry, because I heard my roommate starting to wake up.  I didn’t want to have to explain to her why I was suddenly a wreck. So I sucked it up and started to get ready for the day. Then it occurred to me…I need to start running daily, no matter how hot, humid and miserable it is outside.

1 comment:

  1. Sometimes (as much as it sucks) a good cry can be a good emotional release. I know you have better days ahead and plenty of morning runs to look forward to. ;)

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