januar

after much self-doubt, i conquered that bitch. 7.2 miles.

i feel like death, though. but, Lord don't take me yet. i have a tiny tiger who still needs me. and i know if he could talk, he'd say ... "you did it, mommy!!!"

i'm gonna go cry into his fur now. and he's gonna let me. hopefully tonight will be the worst of it.

i'll just tell myself what i did for that last 4 miles ... it doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt, i can do this, it doesn't hurt