A Heart Filled With Love

Today my heart is filled with love. Saint Patrick's Day is such a fun holiday and it is also my birthday. As I turn another year older, I've taken some time to reflect on things.

*I am so happy and grateful for the life I have. I have a wonderful husband who I adore and love and I am lucky enough that he feels the same way about me.
*I have a beautiful son who is so full of life and is such a happy and smart child. His smile lights up a room and watching him grow and learn brings me so much joy.
*We are blessed to have careers that are stable and allow us to live a comfortable life.
*I am so lucky to still have both of my parents in my life and that they are still together after 40 years. I am also so lucky that my parents have been supportive of me all of my life.
*I work with awesome people. Despite our differences, we are a family.
*My life has had some tough times, but they made stronger and made me become the person I am today.
*I am so thankful that at 33 I still have an active imagination and am able to use my talents of art and writing. I am excited to discover where those two passions take me in the next few years.
*The older I get, the more grateful I become for my health. I am so blessed and grateful that above many other things, I am healthy. I have a strong heart and a body I try to treat well and take care of because that means I get to be here for my son.

Life is full of beauty and I am blessed to be able to experience it.

keep moving

I ran three miles today. It was the farthest I've gone since December. It was kind of a struggle, not gonna lie. The morning was cold, but felt good once I got moving. My legs just weren't totally in the game.

It's been such a struggle to find motivation these last few months. How do you go from constantly training for half marathons to not wanting to move from the couch? Pregnancy, a toddler, a full work week, a knee injury...and a total loss of motivation. Running always takes a back seat to everything else these days and I'm beginning to realize just how important running is to my well being. It seriously helps me keep my sanity. There is something reassuring about running in a straight line, seeing where you are going and how far you've gone. Feeling the earth thud beneath your feet and how that contact affects the rest of your body.

I'm getting better, slowly but surely. It's going to be an uphill climb, but I'll get there.