Embracing my klutziness, celebrating my accomplishments, accepting my frustrations, choosing happiness.

As I type this, I am resting on my comfy leather loveseat, resting uncomfortably.

Ironic, I know.

Let's back this up a bit. I've always been uncoordinated. REALLY uncoordinated. Most stories of my falls and injuries start with, "So, I was walking....".
I laugh it up, but sometimes it's embarrassing.

My klutziness is accentuated by the injuries I suffered years ago in a major car accident. I am mostly healed, but with any trauma like that, I am definitely not 100%, and likely never will be. This means that some injuries are easily aggravated.

So it was that I found myself sitting in my Chiropractor's office on Thursday, with neck pain and muscle spasms so bad that I couldn't lift my head. It was stuck looking down and to the right.

"What did you DO?" he asked me.

And so I told my spectacular story.

"I was driving my van, and I looked to the right to check my blind spot. That's it."

Seriously. All I did was look to the right and now I can barely hold my head up independently. Can you imagine how frustrating that is for me? I mean I run half marathons, I did the Warrior Dash! I'm having a hard time walking, let alone lacing up for a run.

This kinda sucks, people.

But, here's the thing. I'm not gonna let it get me down. I can't change the fact that sometimes my body will take a vacation, because to be completely fair, I have asked my body to do a whole hell of a lot for me, and it's come through for me in spades.

So for now, I am reclined uncomfortably in my leather love-seat, laughing at my klutziness, celebrating the fact that my body does so much more than people ever thought it would, and accepting that it's ok to be frustrated.

And when my neck feels better......you can find me outside (rain or shine), my running shoes laced up, my feet pounding the pavement, celebrating everything I CAN do.

The tattoo on my side says "Happiness is a choice". It's my motto. The driving force of how I live my life. I can't change what happens to me, but I CAN choose the attitude with which I face the bumps in the road. So I choose happiness.

Because, you know what? I am SO blessed.

Future Rock Star?

Zachary had a school project recently to make an instrument from everyday household items, and it needed to produce sound.

After some discussion, he decided that he wanted to make a guitar.  He thought about a few ways he could go about this, but eventually settled on using a shoe box, and papier mache.

I helped a bit, particularly with the parts involving a knife, but otherwise he was on his own, and he did a great job!

I really hope he gets a great mark, because he worked SO hard at this, and put a lot of thought and effort into it.

What do you think?

 The finished product!

Jessica