Growing up means...

Growing up means knowing when to take risks, when to play it safe.  Growing up means having to make a decision and live with the consequences of those actions.  Growing up means discovering that wisdom does not come with simply age; it comes with experiences, usually in the form of failure.

Like it's wise to know that Sangria is tasty... too much is a one way ticket driving the porcelain bus.

This week has felt really long for me.  I had a day where I felt sick.  Today I recognized that I have an injury brewing in my leg that could be serious if I leave it be.  We had our 6 month reviews at work, and while it was not at all bad, I had to remember that other people take my actions into account.  I was reminded that this life I live, this blessed, beautiful, radiant life is not a given.  That it is something to be cherished, treasured, and lived.

This guy told me he also digs injured runners.  Sad.

It was a week to remember to always push myself at work, but that I may need to back off for a bit on my workouts.  It was a week to show compassion and loving-kindness to myself.  And it was a week to show gratitude that this life was given to me, and that I am the ONLY person who gets to live my story.  I might as well live it big.

Have a BIG Friday, guys.  Hope it's a great start to a fabulous, safe weekend.