a compliment can go sooo far

Last night I was chit chatting with my husband and reminiscing about my trip to Indiana.  My ramblings go on and on and it's funny how one thing leads to another and I eventually end up my yapping with a something my Mom shared with me.  Something pretty great, something she made sure to tell me, something that made me feel accomplished and really, really great.

My Dad said to my Mom  "You can really tell Lori is running and exercising....it's really noticeable.'" 

I so love that she shared that with me.  THIS IS WHY I WORK OUT.  I want to look better, feel better, but really, look better. When someone notices my efforts AND tells me...it just doesn't get much better than that.  

This is for my run today!  SUCKED so hard!  And? not only did it suck...  my Ipod quit halfway!  And?  It was 1245287 degrees outside!  And?  The sun was making my face boil and melt off my skull!  And?  I felt like I had a beach in my mouth.   And?  My hip flexors hurt so bad, I wanted to lay on the side of the road!  And?  IT SUCKED!!

BUT?!  At least I didn't get run over by a John Deere, or bitten by a wild turkey, or fell into a hole to the pits of hell, right?

So?  Not all runs are fabulous and most days aren't easy to 'eat right.'  Just some are much worse than others.