Move it Move it.
It was an uphill struggle. Partly because I knew what was coming. The disappointment in myself from last week. The disappointment I heard in other people when I told them I ducked out after lap 1. The way it just hurt so much… The nonsense going through my head. Last week I was Little Miss Prepared. Everything was accounted for, ready to go, all eventualities prepared for. Clothes out ready. For me and the kids. Breakfast out ready to go… I saw it all play out in my head. “Make it so…”. And so it was. This time could not Continue Reading →