Take This Broken Wing....

This photo is symbolic of two things.

My arm and the state of the Pink Chicken.

If you are a new reader, and have no idea what I mean by 'The Pink Chicken' - have a gander at

this

My arm has gone from good to bad to worse.

Physical therapy hasn't helped thus far -

I really don't know what I did to it - how it happened...but I was diagnosed with chronic tendonitis in my right forearm muscle.

It's swollen, and it's painful just hanging there.

Since starting therapy, the pain has progressed into my shoulder, down to my fingertips.

Blogging is painful.

I can't lift, push, or pull anything without shooting pains.

My arm never got the memo that it's gardening season.

Or outside house repair season.

Or - that I'm in a body transformation Bootcamp that requires weight lifting.

So I sit here now, wincing as I type - realizing that I might not make my goal of being debt free in July.

Physical therapy isn't free - neither are MRI's.

My doctor seems to enjoy being paid.

Imagine that.

I'm still as frugal as I can be - and honestly the only thing that has been purchased that wasn't essential were a couple of flats of annuals...and I will argue with you til the cows come home that they are indeed essential!

Without a miracle, or a lot of chicken sponsors

(so glad you liked that post!  I had a ball writing it) -

I see no way to reach that goal, and it bugs me big time.

Glenco even has the big boat up for sale.

It's time to pull out all the stops.

My other big goal for this summer was to lose an additional 20lbs by the 4th of July.

(I wanted to wait until I lost a good 50lbs to talk about my weight loss journey again - I wanted you to see how truly serious I am!)

Today whilst on the treadmill I got a fire in my belly that it was all still possible. 

There's something about being in a state of sweat, pushing myself physically - that makes me feel that anything is possible.

I believe that despite having a broken wing at the moment - I should finish strong - and do my best - and not throw in the towel.

So my friends - that's what I've decided to do.

Tighten things further that can be tightened, without being a tightwad.

Giving more where it needs to be given - believing I'll reap what I sow.

It's time to dig deeper inside myself and see what I'm capable of.

I need to get good at doing things with my left arm.

I need to see this present injury as an opportunity - not an obstacle.

I shall do my best to make my goals.

If I fall short - it won't be for lack of trying.

I feel a wave of gratitude washing over me now, for all of you out there reading this drivel.

Thank you.

I feel your support and friendship - I surely do.

You dear readers, mean the world to me - and despite my sporadic blogging of late -

I think of you all so very often.

Peter McWilliams - one of my all time favorite authors wrote this, and it's going to be my warcry for the next two months.

You are powerful. Sorry. Hate to be the bearer of bad news. You are. You can continue arm wrestling with yourself, or you can use both arms, your whole heart, and all your strength to wrestle with greatness. The choice is yours."

--Peter McWilliams