Granted I didn't run fast. It wasn't about that. As the wind whipped my face, I lifted my head to the sky; I closed my eyes and let the rain wash me of my fears. My heart swelled and happiness overwhelmed me nearly pushing me into relieved tears.
This is the time when I should be enjoying myself, I mean shoot - they don't even know if I have conclusive tumor tissue. Now is the time to enjoy those runs, to recharge and reboot.
It's hard to know when to hit the tumor hard, or when to give a little slack, but I think I'm finding a logical, happy medium.
|I've never been accused of being trendy, gotta love my lucky TCU socks though!|