When I can't really work out (swimming is not exactly a workout so much as a flailing exercise in not drowning for the 45 minutes I am in the pool) I get stormy and sad and aggravated and negative. It's like the whole house is a mess. I have to remind myself that a) i am basically healthy... the injury is a thing to deal with not that makes me sick. that b) i am blessed in other rooms, like my family room where the upside of all this time is spending more hours with J and J (my teenagers) and being mom more than they might even like.
I need to remind you all out there that even those of us who appear to have it all together from the outside struggle with our day to day happiness in the most minor ways. This is why I wrote the book. I am telling myself that too much of a good thing is a bad thing, in other words I overdid it and got hurt and now I know my limits. I am also telling myself that it is NOT all about me, meaning think of others in my world, my kids and work colleagues, my friends and family, who all have issues of their own to grapple with, Mine is minor and will pass. I need to get outside myself and be giving and loving and generous and stop whining about me. Okay, thanks, I am done!