Last month I began walking around the fountain area in our compound. It was my answer to the question of why I didn’t excercise. I don’t know what finally clicked but the bolt was unlocked inside of me. I never count the laps just the minutes. Basking in the morning sun I feel the breeze on my back. I felt God touching me every wind blow. “You can do it Molly!” I imagined a crowd holding signs up cheering me on. My son proudly pointing out “That’s my mom.” From the first Saturday in December that was my routine. My lungs and legs thanked me. I was feeling the energy. With music or podcast in my ears I pressed on. Yes I can do this. I got this. 💟