Today was one of those days – the kind where I get to the end of the day and the big win is that I got out of bed. I did stuff. It wasn’t the most productive day, but I didn’t cave in and go lay on the couch all day (which is what my internal world wanted.) I went to physical therapy and then taught a class. I may have almost cried at chipotle for no reason other than pms. I may have had to end my meetings early because my back is out and I had to go to the chiro. But I still cooked dinner, and I haven’t let my hormone thoughts take me to a dark place. So while I wish I would have gotten more done, I feel so thankful for not quitting. Sometimes that is all you need for a win.