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I haven't been running in what seems like forever. I haven't been on the treadmill or the elliptical machine either. The most I've done is go to Pilates with Shawn and that isn't really cardio exercise, just strength training. Last week I cried all the way there in the car and all the way home, stopping only for the hour in between. Not this week though. This week the sadness is different. It's just quiet now.

Being sad makes me feel like I can't move. Or eat. Or even breathe, almost.

But I'm getting better. I'm going to run again soon.

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