this will be my last formal letter to you, and it’s coming from back in Ontario, where today I got my haircut in a shed. It has been weeks since I ran last, when I bailed ONE RUN before I finished the program. Who does that? Dumb.
I finished today. I had to push myself out the door, but as soon as I stepped outside I felt a confidence in myself that I hadn’t felt in weeks. All it took was stepping outside. It doesn’t even matter that I was slow and sore and my playlist was shit.
Thanks for the accountability. Thanks for your patience and your beautiful adorable stupid faces. Don’t let me take another hiatus like that again.