Hello there, friends.
Every time I take a break from writing on this little blog, I feel that I owe you an explanation. As if you’re all sitting on the edge of your seats, eagerly staring at your computer while waiting for a post from me. Who am I kidding? Ain’t nobody got time for that.
That silly quote seems to be my motto lately. I just can’t seem to pull it together these days. The last weeks have been a blur …. between a get-away with the spouse, our tiny man’s first birthday, a 30th birthday celebration for my little brother, and our first BBQ competition of the year … ain’t nobody got time for anything!
I know, I’m doing that ‘busy-bragging’ thing. Ugh, busy people. Am I right? As if we’re not all busy. I’m sorry. I’m here to say that I’m coming back to the blog. I can’t wait to tell you about everything we’ve been up to and share some new ideas I’ve been brewing. But first, a bit on the real reason I’ve been so sporadic lately.
About a month ago, I woke up and my foot was numb. Totally numb. I was dropping it while I walked and tripping myself. I couldn’t drive for a few days and I definitely couldn’t run. After a couple of X-rays, an MRI, a weird leg-brace, and an uncomfortable nerve testing session, they have determined …. nothing is wrong with me! Except my body killed the nerve endings in my leg somehow. Great.
Of course, thanks to WebMD, I had read about and imagined the worst possible scenarios. However, I got good news. The worst of the damage is done, no major nerve issues to worry about, I’ll be back to 100% in the next few months, and am already doing much better. Huzzah!
So, what does a silly drop foot have to do with blogging? I’m not sure. What I do know is that I haven’t really felt like myself. I can’t wear heels which is really messing with my mind and wardrobe (I know … tough life). And I threw a little pity party when I couldn’t run which manifested in me boycotting most physical activity. No exercise has definitely had an impact on my stress level, overall well-being, and skirt size.
Ugh, exercise, I can’t quit you. Seriously. I can’t quit. I find my coping skills always fail me, stress sneaks up, and I quit doing nearly everything else I like when I’m not getting in sweat sessions.
But, no more! I’ll admit that I’m still bummed about running (and high heels). But, I bought a new pair of penny loafers that I can’t wait to slip my bum foot in. And I’ve found the motivation to start doing approved exercise which (shocker) is helping me feel better.
Since feeling better, I realize ain’t nobody got time to sit around like a lump feeling blue. It’s time to give thanks and share good things … which I hope you have time to read about here.