pride.

i am rarely "proud" of anything i do. but tonight as i was driving home i was looking over the route i ran yesterday and i was struck by just how far it was. 20.25 miles. it is far. and i did a good job. i kept pushing. there was something about seeing it all lit up by the building and street lights that made it something else entirely. i can't really explain it. i just smiled when i saw it. and loved the slight pang in my legs. and felt a bit stronger. and stood a little bit taller.