Problem Solved.

I'm late with this, I know it. But at least it's because yesterday was super busy and I had very little time to sit down and blog it out. I know, I go from complete standstill to full steam ahead. Ridiculous.

Yesterday was awesome. I started out by flying completely solo to my meeting for the first time since before my surgery. Since I started back, my dad had been picking me up from my meeting and assisting with some grocery shopping. But since my sister Norah was back on the scene (my grocery source while I was down), I was able to take the bus both to and from the meeting and then do groceries separately with her. It felt good to get another step closer to normal despite the tiredness involved.

You see, walking on crutches with the boot cast really sucked because of some really awful shin pain that I was experiencing. This pain was a mystery and it was also seriously screwing up my progress in terms of walking. NOT HAPPY. This has been a good experience but I am SO done with it. But onward I go, attempting to have patience.

The meeting was good, I talked a lot and walked away feeling good about the 0.4 I lost this week. Awesome. The night before I had gone to see "Voyage to Betterment" with my pal Aimee and it is really helping with getting my head back into this game full swing.

Last night I got to travel to Goderich, Ontario to watch my local Roller Derby gals tear it up at the arena. I spent a lot of time on Lake Huron as a kid, and being able to say hi to one of my favourite areas of this world while I was there did wonders for my spirits. And it was some good goddamn derby too, those London girls are A-1 in my books.

That left today to do some housework and putter around. I woke up, put my boot on and started to move around. Knowing that this is the last week of wearing it, I was frustrated and worried that the amount of pain I was having was going screw up my recovery schedule.

I got to thinking. I wonder what would happen if I tried to walk with just shoes on both feet. Hmmmm. HMMMMMMM. I laced up some shoes, grabbed my crutches, took a deep breath, and started to move.

And whaddya know: no pain, and walking is a million times easier. So much easier that only one crutch is really needed at this point. You have no idea how good it feels to be that much closer to walking freely.

So long and thanks for all the fish, boot cast.

My little walking victory today relates to my weight loss process, too. Sometimes you have to push your own boundaries, and get outside your comfort zone in order to achieve what you really want and desperately need: positive change.

When you think of it, that stupid comfort zone gets us into trouble more often than we choose to acknowledge. Complacency, laziness, they all stem out of that comfort zone. We need to challenge ourselves, push ourselves, scare ourselves, in order to wake up to a new scenario. Even if it fails miserably, the effort you put into it shows you just how committed you are to yourself. Think about it.

xo
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