funk's suck.

You that time in a relationship when you DON'T get the "good morning text", or he doesn't compliment your new hair color?

You still like each other but it's just not the same.

Well I woke feeling like that way about running and being healthy. I woke up tired.
I woke saying to myself, "Why do I have to try so hard....when will this NOT be the first thing I think of....Don't eat bad today. When are you going to run this week? You will gain all that back. Does God get tired of me asking for help? look at your hair..."

I am seriously afraid of what I know I am capable of. I know that I could eat bad today and not run ever again. I know that people would still love me. I know my sister would still be proud of me, because I would just do something else (easier) to make her proud.

I woke up in a funk.

Funks scare me.

I ate cereal WITH SUGAR ON IT.

I am not doing this to make people proud of me, I am doing this so I can live longer...! Kyleigh at one of the 5k's said something to me that really just stuck with me:
She said, "Mom you are going to be calling my kids saying COME on Jr. lets run another 5k...if your grandma can do it you can...." we laughed. BUT it's true and its what I WANT.

When you get in a funk what do you do?

If you know me you know I prayed FIRST...but then I closed my eyes and pictured my life like a movie-you know that part in every movie. the music is loud and the calendar numbers show and the main character changes...kinda fast. Sometimes for the good and sometimes for the bad.

I feel a little better.
Just struggling today.