Today I’m on the road to Red Deer to meet a friend I haven’t seen in at least 10 years, then I have to be back in Stettler for 3 p.m. for an appointment with H.
I called the Chapters in Red Deer yesterday, and found that they had one copy of David Goggins book “Can’t hurt me” left in stock. As much as I hate buying new books, especially owning a second-hand bookstore with Lynn, this is such a niche type of book that I don’t see it being likely to come through the store.
It’s Goggins life and motivational story, telling how he got to the point he is at in his life. His motivational videos have been inspiring and I have heard good things about the book, and I’m looking forward to the read. I will definitely be doing a book review once I finish it.
Speaking of motivation, I was up before my alarm this morning. My pulled hamstring was definitely bugging me when I got up, but I still managed to get in a light mile and a half on the treadmill. With the stretching routine I do as well it definitely loosened up.
I love the working out.
That’s not something I thought I would ever say, but on days I don’t do it, I definitely miss it. I’m also loving the results. My clothes are fitting better. I’m feeling more limber. My mind is clearer.
Even when I have bad days, like when I thought I broke the wash machine (I didn’t, thank goodness) or managed to get something inside the vacuum hose, causing me to need to dismantle it, and now the power head isn’t working…I still get grumpy, and short, and generally disagreeable, but the duration is shorter.
I’m not living in the misery. I’m acknowledging that shjit happens. Things break. Not everything goes as planned.
That last sentence alone can sum up my life. I’m not where I thought I’d be at this point in my life, but I’m also not stuck where I was. I’m learning new skills. I’m learning to push my limits. I’m reinventing myself.
The results are speaking for themselves.
The thing is, it’s not easy. I’ve busted my ass to get to this point.
Years of ongoing therapy.
Enough different medications to choke a mule.
I don’t know how many doctors appointments.
I’ve lost track of the hospitalizations.
It’s all led me to where I am today.
Willing to share my journey on this path with others so they know they are not alone.
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