Reset

I'm probably an idiot for not going to a doctor sooner. The pills he gave me are reducing the swelling in the muscles around my knee. I've ran three times in the past week without any pain. I had almost forgotten what that felt like.

On the down side, I've got to rebuild my milage slowly. I'm paranoid about hurting myself again, so I'm taking it slower with progression. I'm sticking to the miles I prescribed to myself before I run, regardless of how I feel. 

The half-marathon is still going to be incredibly difficult, no doubt about that. But I've got restored confidence. Mentally, I'm more focused on the run and not quitting.

Monday was a rainy, grey day. Most people hate those days, college students especially. All I heard was complaining about the weather, but as I was running that day, I couldn't help but smile.

I smiled because everything was beautiful. The grey sky only made the grass and trees look greener. The rain gave a fresh, wet smell to the outdoors. I couldn't ask for anything better.

People complain about the weather, but how can I complain when I know God created it to be beautiful?