I realized I was waiting for something, the right day. Today was going to be another wrong day, but I decided against it.
A month away has taken it's toll, I am back to being able to get only about a mile and a quarter before I need to rest, but Florence (bless her and her Machine) got me going for another half after that. So I am not too angry at what I lost, just hopeful that I can get what I had back faster than the first time.
Published on February 10, 2011 16:44