My memory sucks.  If something really great happens, or if something really bad happens… I usually can’t remember the specifics.  And I’m talking almost immediately, not weeks or months later.  This is especially true with names, words & dialog.  I can’t recall a conversation to save my life.  I wonder why that is?  I can always remember the way something looked and how I felt, but beyond that it’s a mystery.  So if I ask a question more than once, please know that it’s because my brain is obviously filled to maximum capacity.  🙂  Maybe I should look into some of those short-term memory exercises that people talk about.  Or maybe I just need to slooooooooooooooow down and make room for new information.

Yesterday I went on the hardest 3 mile run ever in the 97 degree heat. I met some new friends at the local Trak Shak run and attempted to keep pace with them (and succeeded).  But I honestly felt like I was going to vomit after it was over!  It’s been a long time since I’ve pushed myself that hard effort-wise.  I don’t think we were even going that fast, or faster than I normally do, it’s just that I haven’t gotten used to the severe heat this season.  But, as always, I felt amazing when it was over!  There is nothing better than physically pushing yourself to the limit, especially when you have built-up tension to release.

While talking on the phone to my friend Misty yesterday, she said that it was nice to hear me laugh again.  Not that I don’t laugh all the time (literally), but I think she heard me laugh a certain way that she interpreted to be encouragingly different.  I’m beginning to think that I’m over the recent rough patch and can finally feel myself coming back again.  🙂