Better Than the Alternative Tuesdays: Days Like This

I’m not Pollyanna but I’m not Oscar the Grouch either.

I was OBSESSED with Hayley Mills' costumes in Pollyanna. So gorgeous. The bows! (Image courtesy of Disney.com)

I was OBSESSED with Hayley Mills’ costumes in Pollyanna. So gorgeous. The bows!
(Image courtesy of Disney.com)

I’m somewhere in the middle where I don’t let myself wallow in the dumps but I feel my feelings and deal with them. Some days are harder than others, but I try to remind myself that tomorrow is a whole new day and something awesome might happen.

I'm Cookie Monster. He's somewhere in the middle-to-mostly-sunny side of life, isn't he? Plus, I like cookies.

I’m Cookie Monster. He’s somewhere in the middle-to-mostly-sunny side of life, isn’t he? Plus, hello, COOKIES.

Days Like This: when I have a great run.

Days Like This: when a respected friend and colleague asks me to collaborate with them.

Days Like This: when I {finally} don’t feel like I’m going to die in a Refine Method class.

Real life tweets between me and my favorite torturers, er, instructors.

Real life tweets between me and my favorite torturers, er, instructors.

Days Like This: when I have a hard workout one day and I’m not hobbling around for a week.

Days Like This: when I accurately answer a question for one of my classmates or a patient.

Days Like This: when I’m able to coach someone else to the finish line.

Best phone call ever received on vacation: from Sam after she finished the Nashville Half. So proud!

Best phone call ever received on vacation: from Sam after she finished the Nashville Half. So proud!

Days Like This are why we fight through the crappy days. Days like this are we we keep on going when there is no visible light at the end of the tunnel.

One can only hope that Days Like This come along so much more than the ones our mamas told us about. You know, the “Mama said there’d be Days Like This“-days. Then again, many of us have far more of the latter type of Days Like This and for those times, we have our memory and our friends to help us get through it.

I mean, when you've got friends like these...

I mean, when you’ve got friends like these…

We remember when we ran and it felt good and we know that there’ll be Days Like That again.

We remember when we felt normal and could do normal things and we hope for Days Like That.

We remember that life is constantly changing and, although today might not be the same as yesterday, it is a new day and we make of it what we will.

Each race after surgery is even more of a victory than the one before cuz it's one more than before.

Each race after surgery is even more of a victory than the one before cuz it’s one more than before.

Days Like This can lift us up and give us hope but in the end, if we don’t recognize them when they come around, we may never know they were ever there. Enjoy this day, this moment.

Enjoy Days Like This, friends. They are absolutely what make today so much Better Than the Alternative.

Now go out and run.

What are “good” days in your book? Great weather? Good workout? No traffic on the way home from work? I count any day that the train is running on time as a good one. Hooray for public transportation!

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5 thoughts on “Better Than the Alternative Tuesdays: Days Like This

  1. Any day where I get in a solo long run is always a good day to me (this past Saturday was one of those… 13 miles of nothing but the sounds of nature and my footsteps along the canal…bliss). Also, any day that I can actually cook a real breakfast and drink coffee on the couch is definitely a good day! I get one of those maybe twice a month and I savor them!

  2. 1) I love the Pollyanna reference. I make those references all the time, and no one ever knows what I’m talking about.
    2) I love the sentiment of this. It’s the days like this and the days like that, working in concert, that make everything worthwhile, I suppose. :)

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