I miss being you. Having what felt like a bound of endless energy. Able to start a task and see it to completion. Work to the point your muscles are feeling a healthy ache, but a hot bath does just the trick.
It was a reward, that bath; not a way to relieve constant pain. Being able to “work hard and play harder.” Don’t take it wrong when I say I’m envious.
I watch you run and think, “I used to be that girl.” Now, walking up some stairs can do me in. I desperately want to get up and run circles around you.Read more on themighty.com