When she emailed & asked if Id blog about my thoughts/experiences since I first being EXPOSED I knew immediately what I’d write.
It’s amazing to me what a difference eleven months can make.
I yammered then about how grateful I was for my health and my body.
I shouted out to my eyes and my strength.
I appreciated my body for all that it did for me & somewhat pridefully shared that Id made it to 40 without any major aches and pains.
And then 41 hit.
And then, as Ive shared, I became a right angle.
Im still a 90-degree’er and struggling to figure out what’s wrong.
The whole experience, however, has been a gift.
It’s given me even more appreciation for a body I thought I was pretty damn appreciative of already.
Ive ratcheted way back on the exercise and learned, again, that not only am I *not* exercise-obsessed but that Look!At!Me!I!Workout! isnt really even a huge component of my self-definition.
That said, what Ive missed in this time of giving my body rest is the ability to hoist the Tornado when she shouts UPPIE MAMA!!
What Ive been saddened by is not the fact there’s a good chance I wont be running in Las Vegas but the fact Ive noticed the Tornado murmuring to herself: owie my back hurts.
After almost a year since my last EXPOSED post Ive learned no matter how much we love and appreciate something (someONE?) theres always that little bit MORE appreciation we dont have until it’s gone.
Take a moment today and really STOP & thank your body for all it does for you.
I know that I will.
Rightanglenessment and all.