Okay with it
I can be dramatic. While I hope, pray, fantasize that my last injury was one of the hardest I'll ever have to deal with, I know deep down that hoping is in vain.
Life doesn't care what we hope for. The only constant is change. And that is my trite takeaway from 10-months of sad-Clare.
Feeling like a new me, running again, embracing the beauty of getting older, I'm also owning the fact that I'm dependent on running and likely always will be. And in the realm of dependencies, I'm okay with it. I just love to run so much.
All of this is to say, I hope you're enjoying some April showers. Who knows if we'll get those May flowers. But for now, does is matter?