Patience, or Lack Thereof

I have never been, nor probably ever will be one that is great about being patient. For the past 2 years I have been working on learning to be better at it, but progress seems to be very slow. Life seems to be trying to teach me about patience anyway. 


After our son passed way 2 years ago I started walking - around 2 hours a day with the dogs at the park. Within 2 weeks I developed plantar faciitis. Six months later I finally gave in to my pain and made the trip to the podiatrist. After a couple rounds of shots I was free to start doing minor things including running in the pool which I automatically started doing. Then I slammed my foot into a stationary object - same foot. This required me to get shots to numb the area so I could walk and heal. After I was finally healed and back to working out again for a few months I took the dogs to the dog park. Thankfully, I took hubby with me since as the dogs were playing they started running circles around us. The weimerainer (my parents, not ours) slammed straight into my knee popping my kneecap out of place and, thankfully, back in. It was, of course, the same side. This time I got to see a sports medicine doc, had a full leg brace for 6 weeks, and ended up going to therapy. After that I was free to start moving back in life again.


Shortly after I started working again. A few months after that I sprained my ankle. Yep, same side and out for another 6 weeks. About 3-4 months after that I messed up my shoulder on that same side which took a few weeks to heal. At that point I gave up on working out for a while. The new year, 2010, finally gets here and I decided to start with a blank and reasonable slate. I purchased the Biggest Loser jumpstart workout which starts with 10 min. workouts for the first week then you move up to 20 the next and on up to 40 min. This I started on a Sunday. By Thursday I was feeling great and doing all of the workouts. Then it rained. For most people this would be nothing, but we are talking about me here. I went to an appointment and on the way in notices that the walkway was a little slick was I was a bit more careful than usual even in my shoes that had rubber soles (I have learned better when it rains just be prepared). On the way out I impressively bit it, turned my foot so much to the side that it was mostly upside down, and finished my lovely graceful fall. Yep, you guessed it, same frigging side. Now I have a lovely sprained ankle again and have been on crutches this time.


It has now been a week and I still can barely walk on it without the crutches. Shoes do not fit and those with support are excruciatingly painful so I'm stuck with flipflops or barefoot. My hope is to be back to normal mobility soon, but this time I'm working on other forms of working out that do not require my legs until I am more healed. 


Things could be much worse, I could be living through the devastation of Haiti so please know I am not complaining or in anyway feeling sorry for myself. I just find it comical that I seem to find large hurdles all of the time to working out.


Please pray and send any support you can to assist those in Haiti. What has occurred there is completely horrific. My thoughts and prayers are with everyone that has suffered through this and for all of those down there trying to help.