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over two months ago, I busted up my ankle really bad. prevented me from walking well (I literally refused a wheelchair), driving (I drive stick), learning to cook (couldn't stand long enough), and working out (had been doing well, too!).

however, ladies and gentle men and rough men: I. HAVE. HEALED!

well, not entirely. it's still sore, and I still can't work out. but I'm wearing my Vibrams again, and as of today am finally driving!

granted, it's not a MAJOR thing, I know. but I don't let things heal well.

in fact, i had to damage it worse than it was initially before I ever went to the doctor for it. :/

so yeah.

I just wanted to share that.

P.S.

only reason I was able to start taking care of the damned thing was because I made it a goal in the current challenge, lol!!

there is never a sudden revelation, a complete and tidy explanation for why it happened, or why it ends, or Why or Who you are. you want one and I want one, but there isn't one. it comes in bits and pieces, and you stitch them together wherever they fit, and when you are done you hold yourself up, and still there are holes and you are a rag doll, invented, imperfect. and yet you are all that you have, so you must be Enough. there is no other way.

Marya Hornbacher, Wasted: A Memoir of Anorexia and Bulimia

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thanks! and I hope to make ya proud, lol.

there is never a sudden revelation, a complete and tidy explanation for why it happened, or why it ends, or Why or Who you are. you want one and I want one, but there isn't one. it comes in bits and pieces, and you stitch them together wherever they fit, and when you are done you hold yourself up, and still there are holes and you are a rag doll, invented, imperfect. and yet you are all that you have, so you must be Enough. there is no other way.

Marya Hornbacher, Wasted: A Memoir of Anorexia and Bulimia

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and because I've been saving up my money, I will soon be the proud owner of these resistance bands and those adjustable dumbells. YAY!!

there is never a sudden revelation, a complete and tidy explanation for why it happened, or why it ends, or Why or Who you are. you want one and I want one, but there isn't one. it comes in bits and pieces, and you stitch them together wherever they fit, and when you are done you hold yourself up, and still there are holes and you are a rag doll, invented, imperfect. and yet you are all that you have, so you must be Enough. there is no other way.

Marya Hornbacher, Wasted: A Memoir of Anorexia and Bulimia

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