Good morning peeps.
After a rough night i’ve built up the motivation to get on the exercise bike, I did say I would try again today, although I’m puffing and panting I’m going to keep going on for as long as I can.
At 6.30am I threw the washing down the stairs by the time I got to thd kitchen I was totally out of breath, and a wave of sadness came over me.
Back in the day, which seems so far away now, I was a distance runner, I ran cross country and the 1500 meters always coming in the top 10, and now I feel quite sad that I will never run again.
When I 1st became ill, I was like, I’m going to come through this and run a marathon that has always been a dream of mine.
Now though I have come to terms with the fact I will never run again.
This illness can be a bitch at times.
But you know what?
I don’t have my health anymore, But I’m alive, I wake up each morning, I can hear the birds sing, see the sun glow through the window and hear the rain pelting down, hear my grandchildren’s laughter and screams and I am thankful for that, so many more have less than me and are not so lucky in life.
I’m feeling very positive today, I dont everyday but I do today.
AND, as I have been writing this while cycling into outer space I did 16 mins before I even knew it, so you maybe getting more random stuff from me while cycling into outer space.
The washing machine has just clicked off so I shall go and hang it on the line, and peel my boiled eggs ready for my salad boxes.
Have a great day in whatever you are doing xoxoxo