Some days are just better than others.  I did get some running in, with a lot of walk breaks, but still it was exercise.  I then painted the fence.  My wrists are killing me now.  I feel like such a baby.  Why do we do these things to ourselves.  I think I try to pretend I can do the things that others without the disease can do.  I try so hard to keep up with the other girls at the running group...why..is it fear of knowing that my days are numbered as a runner?

I developed RA after the birth of my son.  That was almost 9 years ago.  Some days I feel like a normal person others I feel like I am 100.  When am I going to realize my limitations and remember that I do have a disease.