It’s been an incredibly busy – but great – couple of weeks. Work has been insane (this is normal) and I have finally made room in my routine to incorporate almost daily workouts (this is not normal). Since my bike accident back in May, I’ve spiraled a bit. The torn ligaments in my back just nagged and nagged, often leaving me nearly in tears by the middle of a workday and with absolutely no energy to even go out for a walk by the end of it. On top of the injury, I’m allergic to all anti-inflammatory painkillers (Advil, etc.), so all the doctors could really tell me to do was ice it a lot and try to find time to lie around doing nothing until it felt better (have we met? My name is Julie and I am pathologically unable to lie around doing nothing).
I will regretfully admit to feeling a little bit sorry for myself, even while trying not to lose sight of the fact that it could have been a hundred times worse. I didn’t break anything, my head was blessedly undamaged (thanks, helmet!), and I am fortunate to have good health insurance through work that kept this from becoming a financial nightmare. But even cooking became a chore for those couple of months, as prolonged standing and twisting around in the kitchen would end up quite literally bringing me to my knees. I worked hard to keep my routine normal, to keep updating the blog, to tell people I was feeling 100% when I was nowhere close, but it took a toll.