I Will Survive has pretty much been my theme song for the past week.
This past week has been mentally, physically, and emotionally draining. I had two exams last week that I spent every waking hour studying for. My inner ankle/heel has really been bothering me, so I had to skip my planned 6 mile run this weekend. I’m really worried about my foot. It’s pretty painful to run on. My half-marathon is still pretty far out, so if I have to stay off it for a while to let it heal, that’s what I’ll do. I’m not happy about it though. And on the emotional front, suffice it to say my personal life has been a little crazy lately.
So, I’ve been surviving. Thriving though? Probably not.
But that’s okay. You have a bad week, and you make the next one better.
Today I kind of had this realization that there is so much joy every day that we pass by and take for granted. I did my laundry today which is actually a pretty big deal because I hate doing laundry and only do it when absolutely necessary (like no clean underwear/been re-wearing the same sports bra to the gym for the past three days kind of bad). Anyways, I walk into my room with a GIANT basket of freshly cleaned sheets and clothes that I am not excited to fold. I dumped the basket on the floor, and just cuddled in the warmth of my clean laundry. I cuddled with my laundry for a good ten minutes. And it was probably the best thing I did all day.