For everything there is a season...
...and for every challenging circumstance, there is a solution.
As a runner, there are few things more frustrating than an injury. Often times, we can feel the injury gently knocking on the door, other times it comes crashing through the doorway.
The same goes for race cancellations. We've all had a few (or several) of those to face this year.
And then there's MY reality....
Sidelined doesn't have to mean sedentary.
Thank goodness for small miracles, because sitting still is not my gig.
As this goes to press, I'm entering Week 3 of Stress Fracture Recovery. Woot! Yay for me, this is my first-ever fracture of any kind...and it hasn't been too painful or frustrating. Yet.
My current coffee "situation" is not like anything I could have imagined a few weeks ago.
Things aren't fabulous, but they're manageable. Fortunately, I'm not prisoner to a pity party, nor am I dwelling on the things I'm (temporarily) not able to do. Again, it's that "big picture" perspective. Knowing that I have 100% control of my attitude is pretty empowering.
That said, there are a few things I'd like discuss over coffee. Care to join me?
There's nothing wrong with rerouting once in awhile.
Thank goodness we don't have to be stuck on a one-way path on our feet, on the bike or in life. Besides, taking a detour will allow us to see a few bonus details we otherwise wouldn't have experienced. At least that's what I'm embracing at the moment.
As my fitness world adjusts to my current reality, I'm having to reroute my routine. It's been an interesting challenge thus far, and certainly remains a work-in-progress...
It's 'fession time, but where do I even begin?
As if 2020 hasn't been a wicked ride on a broken roller coaster, August has not exactly been a picnic in the park. In fact, the past month has thrown a tank of lemons in my direction.
It's a good thing I have an affection for lemonade! By the way, I'll take that lemonade straight up, sans anything mixed in, because I don't trust myself not to spill.
