It's the day after and the snow is finally melting. It was warm enough to go outside with Kim without being totally bundled up. On the way back into the house I fell and hurt myself. Just wasn't paying attention!
Some days you feel stronger than others. These last few days did not fall within this classification. It's not just that Kristy is gone. It's that my life has changed forever and I cannot see the joy I once saw. We had so many plans.
Nevertheless I dragged myself to the gym and made myself run. The best thing I can say is that it felt good to stop. I wish I could ask for Kristy's advice. Why am I so tired?
Today's workout: 7 miles on treadmill (last mile uphill on incline 4) followed by stretching and abdominal work.
I'm not a runner - just a mom trying to deal with the death of her daughter. Kristy was a multi-talented woman and a professional athlete. Running helps me to feel her presence. And it offers a little peace. - Kristy's mom
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