What a lovely morning I had. I ran my usual route in Cameron Park this morning and just as I was about half was done, I took a tumble. My knees began to bleed and my elbows we scratched up. I was so upset with myself. How could I have scratched up my knees and arms. This looks awful. I had to stop myself for a second and really think about what I had just said. Why does it matter if I have some scratched up knees and arms? I’m a little bruised up. Who cares! I catch myself more and more staring into the mirror worried about how my hair looks. How to cover up this tiny blemish on my face. Why do we do this? Everyone looks different and that’s how the world works. So what if you have a blemish or you’re hair is messy. I’m sure that’ll be the style in a couple years anyway.
After having this conversation with myself, I decided to go out to eat with my friend and then take some photos with my beaten up knees. I may get some awesome scars out of this silly fall anyway. Don’t let things like this bother you is what I’m trying to say. Live life as happily as possible!