I’m starting to think about MdS as a restful vacation with a bit running thrown in. I’m not underestimating the desert...
Nothing is inevitable 261/365Liza
Toe pain scale:
1 = Let’s run 62 miles on pavement!
10 = Return the USA roller bag and everything in it.
Well, I can see the tendons in my foot again. So there’s that. I spent the day with my foot propped up on a bench watching the house get dirtier and working my way through emails and work. I am not freaking out. It doesn’t seem like it’s broken and I feel like I’ve got enough time to heal before September 8th. What I am trying to do is not eat everything in sight.
What’s making me happy: John McCain’s final letter.
“Because nothing is inevitable here.”