7.5 miles
Day 125 and today it was one of the longer runs in a while. Weekend runs are truly 'healing', no rush, no worry, I just run for the pure joy of it. I love seeing people smiling and waving at me when I run. A little smile goes such a long way.
This morning we were at the ice rink. G finally got on the ice. Last Saturday (the new ice skates that we ordered arrived, but they were too small, and she was crushed and crying - she couldn't get on the ice). Because of COVID, the rink would not rent out skates (even the guy working there begged his manager, and they wouldn't allow it).
But today, she got on ice. Finally, a positive light that things somewhat are moving into a positive direction.
Rusty, hesitant, still falling on twists, she was beaming... :) I have never seen a little kid being so persistent. She is not the best (actually she often has been the worst in her group) and she knows it, but she never gave up, never complained, just kept showing up every time and kept doing her best. Watching my own kid for the past 2 years on ice, I saw persistence in front of me (driven by her own character). Teachers would dismiss her in favor of more talented student, she would fail her exams, but she kept doing her work and went from being one of the worst to being one of the best.
But most importantly, the smile I always see on her face when she is on ice - it's the purest sense of happiness and joy. She does it, because she loves it, and it makes her happy.
It was good to be with her skating and then take that joy into my run. 125 days and counting :)
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