I had an okay day yesterday. It wasn’t great but it wasn’t bad. It was Okay. I’m in this weird place right now where sometimes I feel stagnant and other times I feel like I’m accomplishing so much. My awesome friend Finn (fistbump) and I met at the gym last night at 10. Our new rule is that if we work out at 10pm we don’t have to go at 4am… good trade off right? Honestly I’m loving the extra sleep. I need it.

But we met and as we usually do we chat… a lot… about everything, nothing and every little thing in between. I was frustrated with some things going on. I won’t bore you I promise. But I was frustrated.

I ran on that elliptical for an hour. I did sprints, I adjusted intensities and I ran. Now, I know that when there are issues in my life I should address them. Talk to people, Figure it out. But here is what I didn’t do. I didn’t go eat fries, or have a beer, or buy something I don’t need. I didn’t go home and go to sleep, or watch tv mindlessly, or sit in a corner and cry.

I ran, and I’m okay with that.