Capable

There are a lot of vices that I could choose when I feel sad about my diagnosis, about my limitations. And at times in my life, in other situations, I have made destructive decisions - and still do, I guess, in very minor ways (a candy, or "extra" wine).

I can not do everything I used to do. Yes, that makes me sad. There is no way around that disappointment. But, what I can do is find my strengths. When I am feeling less than, or inferior, to my old self, I am the only one who can fix it. Wine, sweets, sourdough bread, prettier hair, less wrinkles, nothing is going to make me feel better than feeling CAPABLE.

I just ran 7.6 miles at an 8.9 minute mile I can't do everything, but I am still strong. I am still evolving, healing, and persevering. I am happy to be moving forward. And, ultimately, that's really all I can ask for :)