Life’s Way…

Yesterday…I didn’t write a blog…I didn’t go for my morning workout…I didn’t get to work on time…and…most importantly…I didn’t feel guilty…

So…what was I doing that was more important…than these important things…well…it all started the day before…with a phone call from Mama…she had fallen…could I bring some bandage supplies on my way home from work…

She has fragile skin…so that didn’t concern me too much…but…her next comment did…wellI did go down on my knee and it’s hurting pretty bad

What can I say…my nurse instincts kicked in…I left work as soon as I could…and went straight to her house…to find a very swollen knee and she could barely hobble…we went to the ER…where it was initially pronounced…not broken…wrapped and we came home…but…I didn’t want to leave her alone for fear she might fall during the night due to the pain and awkwardness of trying to get up…so I stayed the night…

And…as a result…all of the above didn’t happen…and…honestly…as important as each of those things are to me on a daily basis…none of them mattered in that moment…the world didn’t come to an end…when they didn’t happen…

Now…the final report yesterday was…cracked…she’s been to the orthopedic doctor…she’s immobilized…things are being worked out…my sister spent the night…I’m writing my blog…I’m going to work on time…she’ll spend the weekend with me…I’ll make it to the gym…my house will get cleaned…all will be well…

Bertha…smiles knowingly…as she tells me…that…although I can set my priorities…life…will always have a way…of reminding me what’s truly important…

Jane

One Dark Morning…

This morning…I got up…dark and early…to go to the gym for my workout…I think it’s been about three weeks since I got there before work…it started simply enough…I had a cold…and…allergies…I was miserable…so I missed a full week…then…the cold was better…but my eyes were still bothering me…so…I still didn’t go…convincing myself that the extra rest would be good for me…

Finally…at the end of the second week of no activity…I started going in the afternoon and doing cardio…then…a workout on my day off…and…another on Sunday…and I knew…I needed to get back into my routine…

The only problem was…I didn’t want to…I wanted to work out…I just didn’t want to get up so early…I wanted to enjoy those last few minutes in the bed…I dreaded it…I made excuses…even during the night…when I got up to go to the bathroom…I recited all the reasons why I probably shouldn’t go…

But…this morning…when the time came…I got up…I won’t say I was…wide awake and ready…but…I got up…and I went…and…once I was there…I was glad I had gone…and…I know I will go again on Thursday…

Bertha…said that’s the way it is…it is easy to break a good habit…and it’s easy to stay there…making excuses…saying I’ll get back on my path…whatever it is…tomorrow…instead of taking action in the moment…

She says that the way to break that cycle…is to focus on what I really want…and…that will give me the push I need to get back in the swing of things…

Jane