just breathe

What a week...and it's only been a few days.

I've just felt a bit "compressed".
Do you know what I mean?
That feeling you get when you really don't feel like there is a spare minute in the day.
And you don't remember the last time you took a long deep breath?
(okay, so it was like last Saturday, but still...)

Tuesday morning I spoke at a morningside for Brighton High School. It was an early start to a really long day (but seriously impressive kids. seriously.). By the time I got home from work, just in time to cook up a little something for mi papa before the viewing, I *might* have been in exhausted tears. It was just one of those days when the thought of dealing with a difficult teenager or an overworked husband sounded a whole heckuva lot better than dealing with corporate life.

Then last night when I spoke to a really great group of girls and their moms, after an emotional day, I noticed I was holding my breath. Like I hadn't inhaled for forever (I do that sometimes. I forget to breathe. I know. Not good.)

So, today, it has felt really good to be in San Antonio.
It felt good to be at the riverwalk.
It felt good to eat yummy mexican food.
It felt good to laugh. so hard.
It felt good to walk the streets tonight with good people.
It felt good to come back to the hotel knowing I had packed my running gear.
It felt good to know I chose to do that.
And then it felt REALLY good to run.

(Felt even better to go treading...because it's Thursday and that's what I do. But, note to self: I tread harder and faster when I'm treading with a guy...even if he's a married one. I just broke my previous limits! Anyone want to lend me their hubby on Thursday nights?)

Sometimes we just need a breath of fresh air.
Yep...I just needed to breathe.
And, as it turns out, breathing is a very good thing.

(We are SO excited for our first ever TIME OUT FOR GIRLS event this weekend here in sunny Texas. SO. Excited!)


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