Life

Mine is bueno.  At least today. I woke up early, had my coffee and two cookies. I need to remove that part of my morning ritual. It's one of those habits I picked up during treatment. Truthfully, I've picked up several bad habits. It's just as easy to learn a good  habit as a bad habit, right?  So yesterday, I picked up some fresh veggies and dinner was chicken and sauted mustard greens, spinach, chard and kale.  Snack consisted of carrots and hummus so each day, I make a choice to be healthier.

My lunch hours now include 2 mile walks.  I long for the days where I would walk 2 miles at noon, then do zumba 5-6 times a week. I get upset that I don't have my old stamina.  If  you've read my blog long enough, you know I"m a self-talk warrior. I tell myself that I'm like an athlete who needs to rehab after an injury, except my injury is "chemo."   There's the physical aspect of recovery and the mental aspects as well.  I've cried in frustration when there are moments that my brain will not recall something or when multi-tasking is not so great. I tell self to be patient but of course, I am not patient.

There are things I can do to push myself... we all need to push ourselves, right?  So when my daughter asked me to do the Susan  G. Komen Race for the Cure, I said yes.  Walk or run, I will be there...

Guys, shit happens to and we can either crawl in a hole or start digging.  Life is not always fair and even cruel but there is the "warrior" in me that tells self "keep pushing... keep pedaling. Keep going!

Every day we have choices. Whether its food, whether it's a walk or jog to the park, or the cookies or the kale, or worry and anxiety. There is a higher power and HE is always there... We all  have something or someone that anchors us whether it be our faith, or our rituals.  The goal is to keep pedaling.

Told self to keep going as I tried to complete a two mile jog at lunch. I made it about 1.5 miles.. it's not my best but I'll take it... I'm still in the game.  Thank you Lord.