Today in Adelaide it was finally our turn for The Colour Run! Unfortunately it wasn’t for me :(
My back is taking FOREVER to improve. It feels like years instead of months. I know that there could be a lot of worse things to happen to me and I should be happy to be healthy and well apart from a minor setback but it’s getting harder and harder to shake this doom and gloom mindset as it gets longer and longer since I could go to the gym.
I wish I could have transferred my entry to another city but it isn’t allowed which is a shame, I’d happily fly somewhere to do The Colour Run when I’m better.
All day my Instagram and my Facebook feed was full of happy and excited people doing The Colour Run.I’m not saying that’s a bad thing at all, I’m so happy that everyone had a great day. Just tugged at my heart strings. At about lunchtime I was sitting on the couch and just broke down and cried. I couldn’t handle it. All this weekend I’ve eaten my feelings (a week before I go to Bali mind you).and I’m still doing so tonight.
Usually I can find my strength and pull myself out of a rut. I think today I just really felt useless and left out of something that for months (before most of Adelaide knew what a Colour Run was) I had wanted to do this. I went into the City to go shopping thinking everyone who did it would have gone home but it was in my face everywhere.
The good thing? It’s going to hopefully be on again next year.