Friday, March 6, 2015


I feel rounded as I run, heavy. I have a good pace, but feel the weight of each step.

I catch my reflection in a store's front window. It's not pretty. I realize I'm that person I see while they are running and think, "Good for them! It's uncomfortable, but they are running. Good for them."

Pretty is for other people, it's not for me. I have never cared for pretty.

Good for me.


  1. Agree..."Pretty" is not the word for you, because you, my friend, are beautiful inside and out!

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