I am running again. Nothing spectacular to report. One foot in front of the other, repeat until desired distance is reached. Desired distances are on the short side for now.
My running is currently being hampered by not-nearly-as-supportive-as-advertised sports bras, which put me in a serious funk yesterday. The only remedy was to run. The first song that popped up on my iPod was Cee lo’s F*ck You, which pretty much hit the nail on the head and snapped me right out of it (like I knew it would).
I’m drinking my water, taking my supplements, getting my (nearly) 8 hours of sleep (most nights), eating my veggies… Living life on the edge, as usual.