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I just ran 12 miles.  

Don't know how, I haven't ran over 7 in....I can't remember.

But I did it.  

I don't feel great yet. 

I feel hurt and sore and tired and sick.

But I did it, so I want to toot my own horn.

Xanex

So here's the thing: I have issues with reading the last page first. I'll be reading a book, and when it starts to get intense I can't handle it and I have to read the last page so I know how it ends before I can enjoy the story. If I'm constantly worried about what's going to happen at the end, I can't enjoy the parts I'm at- so I go to the end to relax my soul.
Now I'm realizing how that's seriously just like my life. Whatever situation I'm in, I'm aaaalways worried about the end result. I get so anxious wondering what's going to happen, that I don't enjoy what's currently happening! I'm a serious freak. It's so unfortunate too, because if things turn out bad, I haven't been able to enjoy the good parts because I've been waiting for the end. And even if things turn out good, I haven't been able to enjoy it because I've been so stressed about it!

So basically what I'm saying is that I need to learn how to relax and enjoy the ride.

ps. this picture has nothing to do with my post. Just me and Court at her bridal shower. xo