what a difference a day* makes

tomorrow, tomorrow, it's coming tomorrow...

i can't believe tomorrow is THE DAY. i keep telling myself to not freak out, and in my heart, i know things will be fine. i actually feel somewhat calm. however, i do have a nervous energy of not knowing what to expect. i have no idea what tomorrow will bring, but pain. and hopefully, in the long run, relief.

in the last 28 days, i've ran 23. pretty good, considering it was the holiday season and quite busy. oh, and my foot hurt. in the irony of life, i fell running on the ice on monday and cut my ankle, almost compromising the surgery tomorrow. because i've been told it will still happen, i can laugh. but this morning it was not a funny thought that the planning for the last month could possibly be put off for another few.

in the last 28 days, i've worn heels and/or boots every chance i could get, knowing they'd be not an option for a few months. gotta get my kicks in while i can, right? and it reminds me WHY i am getting this done.

in the last 28 days, i've tried to enjoy walking my dogs and not dreading the fact that i can walk them twice a day. luxury! we've even made the last five or six morning walks in a row.... quite a feat for this tired ol' lady.

in the last 28 days, lots has happened. christmas, new years, family... i even turned 28. (weird, right?). life is easier to swallow in small chunks of weeks, days, hours, minutes. i have a feeling tomorrow will be the beginning of a new 28 days... and 28 days after that... and after that.... things may not be what i want them to be right away, but they will BE. and they will be good, if i choose them to be. and that's what matters.