I pulled my IT band this weekend and forced myself to run this morning, thinking that 2 days of rest would be plenty since I didn't notice it much yesterday. It was an awful run. I just had no endurance at all and therefore my overall pace and distance were terrible. I'm registered to run a 5k this Saturday and it means a whole lot to me. It's called A Race to Remember and benefits the organization Now I Lay Me Down To Sleep. I'm running in honor of my friend's daughter, Kaydence Evelyn, who died far too soon after a few weeks in the hospital fighting for her little life. I had wanted to improve on my time from the 5k I ran last month but I don't see that happening. As long as I finish without dying I'll be somewhat satisfied. Running is about the only time when my brain isn't stressing about money so it gets turned to much more often when I'm freaking out. Besides, I've gained some of the weight back that I lost earlier in the year so it's time to get back on top of that.
I will keep telling myself things could be so much worse. I am thankful for my amazing husband, the opportunity to earn an income, my family, great friends, and my relatively good health. Now for work and hopefully getting our bank account out of the negative.