I saved this quote from “The Happiness Project” because it expresses how I feel about things.
“The pleasure of doing a thing in the same way at the same time every day, and savoring it, should be noted.”
Since almost the beginning of the year, I had been on quite a roll. Getting to the gym every week Tuesday/Thursday/Saturday, walking on the days in between, eating very well–enjoying but not over-indulging, and getting in a bit or a lot of quilting every day. Almost every night we (the three dogs and I) took a stroll, then they got fed, then I got fed, and then we settled in for the evening with Noah sacked out on the floor, the other two in my lap, and either a knitting project or a quilting project in my hands. It was very nice.
Then, BAMM! (literally.) And I know my BAMM is just nothing compared to what happens to some people. Your life is changed in an instant with a doctor’s diagnosis. Or your child’s declaration. Or a spark from a stove. A car running a red light. So yes, even though I was upset when I hit that tree, and really distressed that it interrupted my lovely sameness, I also knew immediately that it was just nothing. Maybe I’m growing up. I just didn’t stress about it as much as I have in the past.
I pretty much kept eating just the way I have been. Very happy with myself for that. But my streak at the gym was definitely broken. Plus, I had been very happy the day before the accident at the gym. I had been slowly increasing the weights I was using, and I realized that on most of the machines, I was back up to my pre-surgery weights! I knew I would probably have to back off again.
This morning I got back on the phone, got the rental car arranged for, and talked to the body shop about the damage on my car. There was an hour or two where I got a little stressed out when the guy hinted that they might have to total my car due to the expense of repairs, but that turned out to be a false alarm. Sounds like the estimate came in well under the ‘totaled’ limit. Yay! My neighbors WHO ARE THE BEST (I always say their picture should be in the dictionary under the definition of “neighbor,”) gladly drove me down to Jackson to get the rental car. Ah, sweet freedom! Guess where I went? Yep. The grocery store for veggies, english muffins, and half and half for my coffee! Then to the gym for a workout, and yep, then to Starbuck’s for a coffee with my Quest bar as a treat. (See above quote about the pleasure of sameness.)
So, the gym. My knees, which were already not at their prime, definitely took a hit. So I just backed off a bit on the weights on the leg exercises, and checked to make sure nothing felt funny. I also got on the bike, and that felt great! (note to self: try not to go to the gym when Paula Deen is on the Food Network. I am sure she is a nice lady, but she just bugs the life out of me.) And part of my enjoyment of riding the bike at the gym is watching The Food Network.
All in all, life is about back to normal around here, except for that funny colored Toyota Matrix sitting outside the front window.