Adversity/Diary Entry
Well, no one ever said that being consistent with a goal was going to be easy. In fact, the problem is not even with posting every week (preferably on Monday's) but figuring out what to talk about. Fortunately or in this case, unfortunately, this past week I hurt my self after running. So I figured I would share a real life story that happened to me while I figure out “how to sound smart” for next weeks blog post.
The First Day of School aka Adversity.
Aug. 30th 2018
Journal,
I just got back from the hospital. Well, I’m currently at a friend’s house. Well, I went out for an evening run after work and fell and hurt my self. Did I mention today (yesterday) was my first day working at a gas station? Well, it is. Yesterday was also the first day of school at the high school, hence the title of this journal entry.
However, it should really be called adversity because I went on a guided run this evening and shortly after I completed it I’m feeling really accomplished and that I’m making progress toward my goal. I fall on the concrete/grass and manage to scrape off some of the skin on my forehead my pinky finger on my right hand took a small beating but it’s doing much better and my right ankle is sore.
Now I don’t know if I mentioned this in a previous entry, but maybe I shouldn’t do too much exciting things because every time I do my body gives out and next thing I know I’m on the floor. The last two times this happened I was in Montreal and Groton. Clearly, I can’t handle the good things in my life.
So after the ground rises up to meet my face I notice that I’m bleeding and quickly grab my things. I call my friend who is willing to meet me at my house and recommends that I call 911. Now, why didn’t I think of that?
I make the call and an ambulance and a police car arrive. One of the medics checks me out and I notice one of the other guys there is my former high school friend ’s brother in law. We enchanted words before I walk onto a stretcher and taken to the hospital. I’m cleaned up and they take a scan of my right ankle. I suspect it’s fine since they released me pretty quickly and gave me a special glue for my forehead.
I feel like I’m in a hotel right now. I know I’m at my friend's house; a place I’ve been to many times, but I feel like I’m in a hotel. I don’t know if it’s because my forehead is in pain or because this is my first time sleeping over. Or maybe it’s both.
I hope my forehead and ankle feel better in the morning and I hope the scar isn’t too big in the end.
Also on another note, I also wanted to call this entry adversity, since this is the day of many fists. My first day at a new job, on the first day of school with my first guided run, the first time that I have been this diversely injured in recent history, my first time going up to the hospital in a gurney, and my first time staying over at my friend’s house. My point is I have never met/known anyone that is or was successful that didn’t have some kind of pain in their life. I don’t think it’s fair for anyone to compare their pain to another, but I know no one can ever tell me that I didn’t suffer for what I wanted.