Cheerleaders!

I have been thinking about this alot. I hve a few people in my life that are my cheerleaders. My father being one of them. He leaps when Im happy, and hes a very proud father and tells people "she runs 10kms a week", before I interject saying "Uh...dad its a 100 *atleast*". Anyway, he means well and hes someone I love the most!

Anyway, every morning I have different cheerleaders. This is corny - I am warning you, stop reading if its going to make you roll your eyes. Trees are another kind of cheerleader. I notice every single difference in them from the last time I saw them - the branches give me a high five and the roots say a hello most days when they want. Its amazing how the world opens up to you when you switch your mindset just a little bit. On difficult runs - I actually imagine my core being led by the moon. Trust me, it works with a little bit of concentration.

Either this, or I'm just a happy idiot. Have a good day all. I am not running as much before Saturday. I did a 4 miler this morning. I had the most ultimate binge fest yesterday - on Bengali sweets. Whos eating with me in the wee hours on Sunday??