It has been an enjoyable day today. I got up and ran 6 miles – love the feeling of accomplishment. Then I made HG breakfast/lunch. After cleaning up the kitchen, I baked a blackberry pie and made a gallon of sweet tea. Most of the laundry is done, other than being folded. True, I have housework to do, but I decided to have a leisure day the rest of the day. So I have spent the rest of the day relaxing and reading while HG has been working outside. It feels good to have a little down time…
You'd think as many times as I've been rejected in my life that rejection wouldn't hurt anymore. Really, I can't count the number of times that I've been rejected, or slighted, or been on the receiving end of cruel words. I'm almost 40 for pete's sake. Rejection shouldn't bring tears anymore, but it still does. It just seems like I've been faced with it a lot lately. It started with the Running and has seemed to carry over into other parts of my life. I have spent most of my life on the sidelines watching other people. That's what happened with the marathon. Once again, I'm on the side as others do things that I want to do. I trained. I had to have an unexpected surgery. I got injured. I couldn't run. It happens. It isn't the end of the world. But what many don't realize is that there are numerous times in my life that I am on the sidelines, watching, wishing I was the one 'out there' - not the one watching. . But
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