Getting Back on the Horse Without Your Legs

The week on my back is over! I can get up now - and without contorting my my arms and legs in strange configurations to compensate for my useless, punctured abdominal muscles. Thanks for nothing, gallbladder.

Unfortunately, my routine has been pretty wonked because of this recovery - go figure. Just as I was getting into the swing of things, January happened and where the hell is all of this cold weather coming from because I live in Louisiana and thought I left all this freezing business behind, dammit!

All this to say, it can be difficult remembering the routine things after a month of not doing anything but popping percocet for the pain and catching up on Downton Abbey. So, I'm ramping things up slowly. For now, if I write anything in a day I'm satisfied. Eventually, I'll get back up to my astronomic daily word count of 2k+ words, but until I can soar again I've got to re-learn to walk.

I was feeling discouraged yesterday, staring at what little trickle I had accomplished, until I remembered that the paragraph I wrote still gets to count. All 50 words of it!

The lesson is that when you're trying to get on a horse without your legs, you have to be OK with falling on your ass at a fair frequency. Don't be mean to you. The pride comes when you're falling more gracefully with each passing day and hurting yourself a little less - getting closer, little by little, to that saddle.

OK, that's it for platitudes today. Now, get out there and enjoy that bleak winter weather!

Comments

  1. Glad to hear your up and about sweetie. Good luck getting back into your routine.
    Love Ya, Dad

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