Why Not?

I had forgotten that I had pre-ordered this book, so when I pulled my Kindle up on Mother's Day, I got an amazing surprise for myself!

(You should just go ahead and order this one now...)

While I didn't laugh out loud with this one as much as I have her other memoirs, there is a sentiment from the book that has stuck with me. 

What if the reason that we can't do things is because we tell ourselves we can't do them. 

Mind blown. 

I've been telling myself that I can't run. Before I got pregnant, I had gotten into running. I didn't enjoy it like I enjoy cheesecake, but it was a nice escape and gave my Pandora ap a good workout. I'll always be slow, and my running will always be more of a jog/walk combo, but I liked participating in road races. I even ran a half marathon while I was pregnant. 

So where along the way did I decide I'm no longer a runner? The point my brain told me I wasn't. 

I decided to stop listening to my brain and started running again this week. I've actually been excited to wake up in the morning for my runs. 

Proof that my brain doesn't always know what it's talking about. Maybe I should stop listening to it in other areas to so I , like Lancaster, can regret nothing.