my plans for my beach run were thrown off due to work issues. i was mad. i was supposed to go running at 4pm so i'd have time before the sun set, and it was after 5 and i got tied up. i almost didn't go because i was so annoyed and angry. (a little irrationally angry, perhaps, but angry just the same). so i vented to tyler on the phone for about five minutes. it helped a tiny bit. i drove to the beach and decided to run on the boardwalk instead of the sand since there were still a lot of people out. i mean, for crying out loud, it wasn't late. it was just dark, but as i previously mentioned, i don't particularly feel comfortable running when it's dark. "at least it'll clear your head," said my wise husband. so i went. i ran and i even got a "good job!" from a beach bum sitting on a bench by the pizza shop.
i felt great after. here are before and after photos: one with my angry face and one with my happy accomplished face. so there you have it. miss elle woods was right.
xo, jessica
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