{"id":9921,"date":"2015-02-19T07:29:13","date_gmt":"2015-02-19T15:29:13","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/ladyslittleloves.com\/?p=9921"},"modified":"2015-02-19T07:29:13","modified_gmt":"2015-02-19T15:29:13","slug":"one-time-ugly-jogged","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/livingwithlady.com\/2015\/02\/one-time-ugly-jogged.html","title":{"rendered":"That One Time I Ugly Jogged"},"content":{"rendered":"
I have hardly exercised since we moved into our new home, but yesterday I went on a jog. Not very long. Maybe two miles.<\/p>\n
It was cold outside and pretty foggy, though there were a couple of other people out doing the same as well.<\/p>\n
And about half-way through I don’t know what came over me.<\/p>\n
It was completely unexpected.<\/p>\n
But I was consumed in my thoughts and I started bawling.<\/p>\n
Mid-jog.<\/p>\n
In fact, I might call it Ugly Crying.<\/p>\n
I don’t know what song was playing on Pandora, but that song triggered images of a baby.<\/p>\n
A little baby we don’t have, but are contemplating.<\/p>\n
And there that baby was, in my arms.<\/p>\n
I don’t know if I started crying because I yearn for this little baby, or the thought of adding to our family would be too much, or I am just tired of thinking about it.<\/p>\n
I just don’t know and I can’t explain it.<\/p>\n
I have no idea what neighbors were thinking as I ugly jogged. But I just kept going, letting those tears fall down my cheeks.<\/p>\n
By the time I got home I was composed, and carried on the day as normal.<\/p>\n
And I didn’t tell anyone what had happened while out that morning. Not because I didn’t want to. But because I didn’t have an answer as to why. An explanation. And I was just as confused by it myself.<\/p>\n
I keep thinking about it, though.<\/p>\n
Analyzing what it might mean…<\/p>\n