Just Me, Myself And I

I'm running. On purpose. Not away from danger or toward a cheeseburger. But because I.....like? It? CRAZY!!! I wogged 4.5 miles yesterday, and I feel pretty good about the walk/jog ratio. This morning I got up and went to a new YMCA studio facility in Stanwood, and did a weight lifting class that kicked my ass. And after? I ran a mile. WHO AM I?! It felt great! 

This afternoon, I did rejoin the land of the living, and went to a Super Bowl party. Met a woman I've only seen in passing on Facebook, who is going through a divorce, but very early in the process. We had a good talk about not giving a shit what ANYONE thinks about how she's handling her divorce. I also saw a woman I used to work with at the pharmacy, and got to meet her beautiful family. And to think I almost went full *shut-in* and skipped it. I didn't think I'd know anyone except the hosts, which for some reason was a bit daunting this time. I'm so glad I went!! 

This weekend was full of solitude, and I needed it. Friday night I was in bed by 9pm, and last night, by 9:30pm. I got lots of sleep, worked my body hard, read some books, and truly appreciated that I had the time to myself. I needed some time that didn't belong to work, friends or mom responsibilities. I'm proud of myself for embracing the art of learning how to be alone, early on in the divorce process. I'm even more proud of myself for working hard to take care of my physical health, which in turn helps my mental health. And my ass will look AMAZING. ;)