So it was kind of a crazy day at my day job (pun intended) and I left work without much inspiration for my blog today.  and don’t worry, not every blog will be about the blog itself.  i’m almost over that.  I missed my morning jog this morning (pun intended again) so, I made up for it this evening.  I’m trying to get rid of my beer belly, which I’m going to name “Little Buddha.”  So Little Buddha and I were out on this serene and peaceful night, and bam- my inspiration!  Her name was Amy.  I don’t know why I just used the word “was.”  I’m sure her name is still Amy.  I usually jog wearing a visor (which definitely makes it hard to pick up dudes) and I usually focus on the ground so that I don’t trip (a very common occurrence in the life of Sonal Shah).  I noticed an adorable, elderly lady pushing her trash can with all of her might to the end of her driveway.  Of course, I asked if she needed help.  She said “no.” And I said “you are strong!”  And she said “Haha, well you gotta be!”  We chatted for a bit, and I definitely left the conversation smiling.  I was feeling inspired to be strong.  I often battle with the idea of “becoming strong.”  I often wonder what the point is in becoming strong.  For example, if you go through something s&%tty, everyone says, “this will make you a stronger person” and I think, “So what?!”  The what was made clear today when I met Amy.  She was a strong women who has been through a lot in her life and she just seemed so…happy.  So happy and strong.  I think strength comes from growth and growth comes from challenges in life.  This is not always the case, but you know what I mean.  The whole “what doesn’t kill you makes you stronger” thought can be applied.  Wow…it just got a little serious in here.  woah.  Are you okay?  Are you still reading?  Am I making any sense at all?  I’m still getting used to this whole blog thing, so bear with me.  Moral of the story of Amy- BE STRONG!!  or something like that.