Today I put in 6 miles without stopping at a pretty fast pace. I felt good and I probably could have kept going, but I didn't want to kill my knee. Every day I go to run and I have no desire to go, but something makes me go, something makes me do it... I am really hoping to keep this up.
I have been thinking a lot lately about finishing what I started...I'm not the best example of it, but I feel like Heavenly Father has been leading me a lot lately and it has been really helpful, especially since things sometimes seem so hard.
Grey's Anatomy has made me cry the last three episodes I have watched...ridiculous I know.