OK well that's kind of a lie. I have kept running to maintain my sanity. My wimp of a shin starting killing me again so I walked the two blocks back to my house during my run this morning. I started thinking that maybe walking isn't so bad... if you're hurting. Walking is like crying. Runners don't walk, and strong people don't cry. But I guess it's OK given extenuating circumstances like these. It gives you a little opportunity to center yourself and slow down for a minute. I have so long lived by the 'never let them see you sweat' mentality. Anything that might call that to question freaks me out and disgusts me about myself.
No, I'm not the one you should be worried about. My friend is the strongest person in the world right now. This is not fair and I have lost hope in a lot of things. There's no guidebook for this shit. Me deja confundida y enojada al mismo tiempo.
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