…Or, How to turn my frown upside-down.
Today started off pretty crummy. Regular readers know that I had Dry Needling and a Cortizone shot a while back in an attempt to help my plantar fasciitis and was told I would not be able to jog or do aerobics for eight weeks. Now I am in week TEN and my foot still hurts. So either it’s healing very slowly or it didn’t work.
You may not know that over the past few years I’ve lost 100 lbs. It’s not something I’ve shared with the blog, though it’s one of my greatest accomplishments. That’s a story for another day. But I just have to emphasize how important exercise is to me. I have returned to Jazzercise, and do a ‘hardly moving’ low impact workout, but today in class it was all I could do to not start bawling. Seriously, loud music pumping and everyone’s happy and I’m blinking away because I’m so frustrated with this darn foot.
I wish I’d never had the stupid shot!
So, my foot is pretty good if I sit around all day, but what mom can do that? Plus, thanks to an old car accident, sitting too long makes my neck and back hurt. So these days I feel like it’s a choice between my neck or my foot.
I will stop whining now. I know many people are worse off than me, so I’m trying to get a grip and just be thankful for what I have. In an effort to ‘flip this day’ (you know, like flipping a yucky house into a nice one?) I decided to paint a table I got at Goodwill a while back. The table cost me $19.99.
I added little wooden embellishments on either side at the base, primed it and painted it white with old paint we had around.
It still needs another coat but I was anxious to show it off.
So now I feel a little better. Plus crawling around to paint it I was neither on my foot or sitting all day.
My kids went to see holiday lights and Jon isn’t home from work yet. Thanks for allowing me to be vent some frustration, and yeah, maybe whine a little.
It’s cocoa time.