Month: March 2018

3/30/18: Long Car Ride

I’m about an hour into what will probably be a 4-hour drive from Boston, MA to Albany, NY. Longest ride I’ve done since surgery 16 weeks ago. Get to be a passenger, at least. Hams & adductors are like, “Whatcha doin’, Meg?You’re gonna stop smashing us soon, right..?” Trying to distract with podcasts. Wish me luck & hammy comfort.

3/26/18: Meeting in the Middle

16 Weeks PO tomorrow. I’m a little late to this tune (when your usual link to Top 40 music is the car radio and you don’t drive for three months…), but I love its refrain about meeting in the middle – a place I keep striving for in recovery. Some days it’s hard to get up and move. Others I’m ready to go full throttle. Neither is safe. I love the young ones who dance their way in at 1:10, and if you’re a Hamster who lost it on a slippery floor, be sure to catch the lines about the kitchen, right at the same point. This one’s in my PT music line-up today, for sure.

3/23/18: Joy in Mutual Stumbling

“A deeply good person looks after you and others in a manner that is infused with gratitude. She is profoundly honest about her own weaknesses and has spent a lifetime of self-confrontation of them. She knows where the best help is and gets it. She faces her imperfect nature with unvarnished honesty…and has an outstretched arm, ready to receive and offer assistance. Her friends are there for deep conversation, comfort and advice…for there’s joy in mutual stumbling. She doesn’t build her life by being better than others, but by being better than she used to be.”

– David Brooks, The Moral Bucket List

Here’s to joy in mutual stumbling.