Thankful that I found this funny yet meaningful post full of gratitude.
See, I told ya, even the horrible bad days have something to be thankful in them!
The hills, they lie.
Whether you’re a runner, a biker, a walker, or human being trying to muddle through life, the hills can reach up and grab you with their dirt, gravel,or asphalt arms. They choke you with an alternative reality and can convince you that you’re:
- out of shape
- out of touch
- out of your mind
The hills can be the slopes you run, or a metaphor for obstacles.
I know this going into my morning runs, but all the positive affirmations in the world don’t seem to stop the feeling of:
I’m not going to make it
The summit is too far away
Age and bad knees have taught me to be humble and gentle with myself, so it wasn’t a surprise that I struggled with that hill again this morning. What starts as an unobtrusive climb, continues for a mile of…
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