"It's okay, good days and bad days"

That's what Jen said when I told her I couldn't complete today's run. I was already thinking the same thing, and had planned to make it the subject of today's blog. Today I needed to run five repetitions of two minute runs / one minute walks, and then five more repetitions of one minute runs / one minute walks. I pooped out at the third rep of the second set. I felt very defeated, but tomorrow will be the same routine so I get another chance to kick ass.

In every daily routine, I think we encounter good days and bad days. I recently got out of a ten year relationship with somebody and I have days when I feel happy and optimistic about my future and days when I think about all the could-have-beens and what did I do wrongs. For today's run, the weather was not cooperating. It was windy, a little rainy, hovering around 35 degrees. My legs were sore, my lungs felt like they might explode, and I was dwelling on the relationship and the loss of the Eastern team in yesterday's NBA All-Star game. Some of those things had a greater impact than others, but they all weighed on me. But my legs and lungs will recover. I've found a new romance. And the All-Star game doesn't matter anyway - The Bulls are still kicking ass!

“It is inevitable that some defeat will enter even the most victorious life. The human spirit is never finished when it is defeated...it is finished when it surrenders.” - Ben Stein

When I fall down, I get back up and fight on. This is not a surrender! I will recover and I will succeed.