today was the day i had scheduled my first outdoor run since my surgery. last night as i was trying to get to sleep, i was super nervous for some reason. you would have thought i was running a race or something. i guess i might have been nervous because i simply did not know what to expect. was it going to be the hardest thing ever? was it going to be horrible? would i be reduced to tears? all of these not so comforting thoughts were running through my head, and it was horrible.
but somehow i still got about 9 hours of sleep which was great. when my alarm 