Sunday, July 15, 2012

One Year Ago Today

A year ago right now, I was lying in an operating waiting room, prepped for surgery, and when I awoke, my body was all jumbled up and stapled shut, and I didn't feel well for a long time.

I naively thought I would be running again six weeks postop, and that a little surgery wasn't going to get in the way of my love of the outdoors.  I didn't realize how big of a surgery it was, and six weeks later I could still barely walk around, never mind run!

In the fall I thought I would be ready, but I often felt sick after running, I had vertigo if my heartrate was too high, and I just didn't feel right.  I wondered if I would ever feel normal again.  I felt like a fraud teaching fitness classes when I couldn't even do the exercises myself, but I am so grateful that the owner of the local fitness centre looked past my scars and gave me a chance to teach classes.  She didn't care that I was out of shape, and her confidence in me gave me the confidence to move forward with teaching fitness, when I had been so close to just giving up on the whole thing.

This morning I ran for 50 minutes and it felt great, and I think my body is finally ready to take on some challenges.  If I would have known that it was going to take a year to get back to normal, I never would have believed it.

I can't wait to see what the next year has in store!

Tuesday, July 10, 2012

I'm Missing My Peeps

It's 7:17 on a Tuesday night, and I would normally be standing at the front door of The Mustard Seed, handing out plates for dinner, and smiling and chatting with the community members.  But I'm in South Dakota instead, in the middle of an awesome family vacation, having visited Mount Rushmore this morning and basking in the glow of Matthew's excitement.

But I find myself thinking of everyone, wondering how they are doing in the heat without air conditioning, without constant access to water, and many of them being shunned in the shopping malls while looking for a cool place to rest.  I have confidence, however, that the staff at the inner city agencies are watching for heatstroke as diligently as they watch for frostbite in the winter, and that the Hope Mission van is constantly circling, looking for signs of distress.

The coffee bar would be steaming hot, and the fans would just be blowing hot air around, and people would be cranky from the heat.  But just as in the dead of winter, just one smile might brighten the day of someone who was grumpy from too much sun.

I read a quote on Twitter that one positive relationship can change the course of a person's life, and I'm determined to be that one positive relationship.

But for now, I'm enjoying the dry heat in the Black Hills, looking forward to a day at the local waterpark tomorrow, and hanging out with my family in our air conditioned hotel room.

I'll be back with my peeps next Tuesday.