Nothing like a chilly afternoon run to inspire me to write a little something.
I can’t help but think of other bloggers while running, just can’t, and that’s okay cause it’s inspiring for the most part.
Anyways, I normally run solo, even though I really wish I had a running buddy!
However, today edit: two days ago I ran with my dad for the first time since pre-anorexia days.
Oh, how times change.
All in all, it was a good long -for me- snowy run.
Fresh winter air > Stale gym air.
And the glorious snow!
It’s so humbling to watch in awe as the snow gently falls to the ground.
A good reminder to appreciate the little things in life.
The simple pleasures that make life worth living. =)