This is where I spent time this afternoon....on the New Step machine, bending and straightening my knee and generally feeling sorry for myself. Why hasn't my recovery been as quick as I thought it was going to be? I can't work any harder than I am (which may or may not be the truth) and I'm just so weary.
There I sat in an air conditioned gym, working out in relative comfort and complete safety, it dawned on me that today is June 6th, D Day.
My dad jumped into France on D Day and helped to liberate Ste Mere Egles. I imagine he did it with a minimum amount of bitching and complaining. He put his head down and got the job done that he set out to do.
That's what my dad did all of his life: got the job done. He never wasted time with "what if's" or "why me's". He just did it. In fact, Nike stole their slogan from my old man. Just. Do. It.
So, my plan today is to keep my life and events in my life in perspective, to focus on the future and not the past and to get the job done. It will be with baby steps that this is accomplished, but I'll do it. I. Will. Do. It.