The truth is I've been working really* hard to keep my morale up.
Ever since I declared that I would be fearless coming into this season I have been facing something-after-something trying to bring me down. Something's have pulled me so close to breaking point, but on the whole they have been manageable (if perhaps after a few hormonal tears).
I'm trying to be realistic when I say: I feel worn out but on the whole I am doing quite well!
I realised today that perhaps all of the trials have been causing me to be stronger, more fearless, less timid, more in control and powerful. More ready.
After each I have quickly picked myself up. Life carry's on, you know? Recovery has been quick. I like that.
I do feel strong.
And for the last two days I haven't worn any tracksuit material (my wardrobe staple for the last month). That feels good too.
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