I realized that it is time for to take control. I can’t explain it, I don’t know why this thought entered my mind, but it did. The thought actually just occurred to me. I know where it came from though.
At 12pm today, I had basketball practice. Coaching is something I enjoy doing. Each practice we begin with a warm-up jog of 2 minutes then stretching. Today, I ran with the girls and I stretched with them. I thought I was going to die. I made it, but barely. Practice went well and then I came up to my classroom to finish work I didn’t get done on Friday. As I sat here, I slowly began to feel better than I have in long time. My muscles are tired, but there’s this energy that I can’t stop. I want to get as much done as possible.
It’s time to take control of my life, beginning with my health. I want to make my body as strong and healthy as I can before my surgery so I can heal better, and maybe even more quickly. It’s time to feel better for my kids and my husband, so I can enjoy them. It’s time to quit worrying about who is saying what at work. While it won’t happen over night, I am ready.