Is there anything better than getting snail mail from your mama? Well, when you're sick and feeling a little sorry for yourself the answer is NO.
My running pneumonia is starting to get the best of me. I stayed home from work today which took a lot because I have tons to do. I've also been icing my foot 3x a day trying to get rid of this inflammation. So just when I'm feeling like I'm falling apart and far from the marathoner I'm trying to become, I check my mail.
A package from mom.
The PERFECT running shorts. Perfect size and perfect fit so my Smith thighs don't rub together and chafe. There's not enough body glide in the world :). And even better - secret slim pockets for ibuprofin and gu.
Best of all, a handwritten note wishing me luck on my second 20 miler. She's doing her 20 this weekend too. I'm so lucky that we're in this together.
Suddenly, I don't feel so bad anymore.