Loving my body today.
Even if I’m still on the edge of sick.
And my toes cramped up and my shin was killing me.
I still laced up my skates, turned left, and with each stride felt lighter yet still, more grounded.
Getting into my body and getting out of my head.
If only for two hours. Enough.
One response to “day 55.”
Sounds fucking incredible. I have no doubt you’ll keep up the strength, Sister! I support you!