Following on from my previous post (I Feel So Sad) describing how depression was doing a pretty good job of kicking my arse today, I wanted to share this:
Same day. This is me and my fabulous daughter (bonus points for spying my butt obsessed dog). I had just returned from 5.6 miles. I could have done more but needed to get back. I had promised her that we would go out for a run together in our matching crazy leggings when I got home.
And that is exactly what we did.
That’s a win.
I know it’ll wear off. I know that I’m probably jinxing it by having the audacity to be proud, but, here we are. We got quite a lot of looks when we were out together. I think we even made some people smile. Hope so.
I smiled and even laughed, now that’s a win. For one day at least.