Here are my happy days 6-8.
Almost a month ago I decided to get my ass back in the gym and do everything in my power to get to my goal weight. I love to run and so I decided to push myself and run faster and farther. My cut off for the past year has been 3 miles and by then I’m exhausted, so when my Nike plus app told me that I had a 4 mile run I did a pretty good job of almost talking myself out of going to the gym all together. But I went and I did my very first 4 mile run. It was hard, I sweat so bad (I mean BAD, what a bad scene it was), I could barely walk to the locker room when I was done but I MADE IT! I’m so proud of myself!
Babygirl and I were up in chuch (church) on a Saturday ya’ll. Day 7 my uncle was ordained a pastor. I’m so very proud of him and was happy to be there with the rest of my family in support of this wonderful milestone in his life.
2 words, my mom. She’s awesome. I call it a superpower but she has the ability to bring a calm wherever she goes and I swear she just knows when I need her without me having to say a word.
How are your 100 happy days coming along?