I’m the kind of tired that makes you question whether 5:53 pm is an acceptable time to just call it a night. I missed my blog post yesterday because I couldn’t get a connection to the site I publish on at our Airbnb, but I choose to forgive myself. My husband ran 13.1 miles in two hours and 41 minutes and I couldn’t be prouder. Sometimes you miss things because the actual living of life comes first. Enjoying a post race dinner and the Greyhound Hall of Fame with an awesome partner trumps trying to find a suitable wi-fi connection any day.
Set your goals and aim high, but be willing to adjust and forgive yourself when things don’t go according to plan. One missed blog post is no reason to throw the whole challenge out the window. The purpose is growth, not perfection - know what I mean?
Creating my own sunshine 🌞