A sprained life

 

 

It’s Friday Travellers,

This has been a rough one. It’s been almost four days since my sprain, and while I’m definitely on the mending road, it’s probably going to be another couple weeks before I am back to my full plyometric strength.

I stood on my front porch this morning, watching the sunrise in the distance. For a brief moment, I felt like it was saying, the world is still out here, waiting for you, but let’s be honest, the world stops for no woman. It was a really good one too. The clouds looked like rippled sheets across morning’s bed of a sky. The little waves were tinged with reds and pinks against the periwinkle blue. Even now it’s quite lovely…

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Moving at the speed of LIFE

What’s up Travellers,

OH, life is not without a sense of humor. Or a sense of very poor timing. Or doling out the last thing you need to deal with at the least opportune moment. Maybe it’s a test of resolve, I dunno…

This morning I have no tales of great skies on glorious walks. Why? Because last night I sprained my ankle quite badly while mowing the lawn. I rolled it stepping off the curb and it swelled within minutes. Then I spent the next hour rather feverishly driving around trying to find an open immediate care clinic while crying and panicking about all the unfortunate turns my life has taken. Took me three tries to find one that was still open at 7:30pm.

It was not my finest hour.

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