The IR of Life
It’s been a while since I’ve posted on here. I have let a few things take over. Bills, dating, social outings, my job, my other blog... dating. I’ve been living the Yaw Experience and not telling anyone about. Like a normal person, who doesn’t tweet, or update, or talk about their life online to the 14 people who may be paying attention.
There were a lack of pictures.
There was a lack of whimsy.
I don’t have anything negative to say about it because I just haven’t put in the time to properly do this blog. I have been meaning to, but I haven’t. I have been chipping away at the plan, but I wasn’t ready to launch it.
Then something happened. I’ve been placed on the injured reserved for at least six weeks with a tore achilles tendon and I need surgery to get myself back to the awesome status I had before.
This is a bummer. I real downer. Being able bodied is kind of a thing of mine. I was kind of unstoppable at points. I lift weights, I dance, I kick ass but don’t take names because who has time for that. I was enjoying being Yaw. Multiple jobs and a wicked social life.
Now I’m forced to sit still for at least six weeks and these are the things that first came to mind:
I can’t go salsa dancing as I planned
I can’t go to Crossfit for a bit or continue to compete in the Crossfit open (I have more details about this on my other blog)
Am I gonna get soft? Lose my abs? (Terrible huh?)
People at work are going forget about me
I’m going to be alone. Oh so alone.
That is me freaking out. That lasted the 45 minutes it took before I got my x-rays done. Then I saw the light. There is so much I’ve been meaning to get done that I can actually get done. There’s a chance to learn something new, read a freaking book, watch some movie and sit still. I have goals. I have some time to work on these things. This is my chance to take this negative and turn it into a positive.
So... where do I begin?
(note: I didn't rip my achilles rock climbing. That was just a fun day)