I've missed almost a week of running. Either because of travel or from that stupid flu bug that decided to hit me out of nowhere.
Sitting here on my couch wrapped up in a fleece blanket in the wee hours of the morning I was starting to feel sorry for myself. Wondering if I would be able to catch up with the group tonight as they have now surpassed what I have done.
Questioning if I would be able to in fact make it through the entire 5K with how much I've missed.... My mind is a rotten tool when the negative worms bite in....
.... and that is when I looked up.
And just like that I forgot about the negative thoughts floating around inside my head. I may not be feeling top dog yet, but I can at least get off my butt and run some.
This morning the 'powers that be' gave me a simple nudge.
Darkness is always followed by beauty.