the good stuff

Remember running the Ridge Street hill in track when it was Taco Tuesday and almost every week, I would loose my tacos at the top of the hill? I took myself back to those days today. Dry pavement, the smell of Sara Lee, Burger King, and McDonald's all mingled together into one glorious, motivating aroma. This time, however, the motivation was not in the form of a food reward at the end. This time, the smell reminded me of how I got to this place. Food had become my vice and I finally have been able to break free. Now that I am free again, I need to remind myself of how lucky I am have come away with a better understanding of myself and what it takes to be truly happy.

Here's to hills...and Sara Lee, Burger King and McDonald's...may they continue to push me until Memorial Day.