It’s So Good…

I feel like I’ve been deprived.  I’ve deprived myself of something so awesome for so long.

I know, maybe it is the honeymoon stage talking, but it’s been great even though it’s only been a day.

As I sat through this morning’s meeting, I couldn’t help but have a smirk on my face for much of the morning, wondering how I ended up here.  GOD IS GOOD.  Dang, He is so good.  Just sitting there through that meeting, I was thinking about how awesome it was, what these people do here, their mission, their vision, their passion, and how fitting it is.

The perks are great.  I need to get used to a big place again.  I feel a little overwhelmed and lost but surely it will subside.  There’s a nice deck view, there are large bean bags, heck there’s even a tv showing the olympics right in front of me.  Everyone seems chill.  I haven’t met that many new people, hopefully I’ll meet more soon and make some friends.

Dang, it’s good right now.  Real good.

Thank You God!

New Beginnings

It begins tomorrow.  New beginnings.

Back to the grind.  It’s been nice to be on a break.  It was about a week and a half long but has surprisingly felt quite long.  Almost like I don’t know what it feels like to be back in the grind.  I guess that means it was a good and much needed break.

New beginnings.  I think I should feel excited and super happy, but in fact, I am a bit nervous.  New is exciting yet scary all at the same time.  You know me…scared of everything.  Yup.

New people.  New tasks.  New environment.  New grind.

Am I capable?  Will I like the people?  Will the people like me?  Will the environment suit me?  Will I be able to perform and deliver?

I want to really enjoy it.  I want it to last longer than the honeymoon stage.  I want it to last.  I want to be able to rave about it.  I want to be happy.  I want to have good relationships.  I want to enjoy what I do.  I want to have fun.

I don’t want drama, egos, or politics.

I also want to be a light.  I want to be able to show my faith through action.  God is putting me for a reason and I know it’s more than an answered prayer for escape.  He places people in certain places for His purpose.

So while I’m nervous, I will take tomorrow in stride.

Cheers to new beginnings.  :)

100 Free Throws

Up in Folsom visiting D&J.  D and I decided to bike to the Folsom sports complex to shoot some hoops.  I love the sports complex, it’s so cool.  I wish we had something like that in SD, maybe we do.  It’s got two nice indoor courts, an indoor soccer field, a small indoor batting cage, and maybe 5-6 ping pong tables.

Anyway, since I’m injured and trying to not do any running, I said we could go and play standing basketball aka play HORSE and shoot free throws.  We decided to shoot 100 free throws and see our percentage.

Dang, we both shot pretty badly.  I was especially bad considering I play basketball regularly.

D got 57/100 and I got 62/100.  My goal is to be 80/100.  Good thing we weren’t playing for push ups.  =P  I want to do it again – it’s hard to find a free indoor court.

Stop. Stubborn. Stupid.

Stop being stubborn, stupid.

I can’t remember the last time I did physical activity without feeling pain.  In fact, I long for the ability to run, play basketball, exercise, without feeling pain, just like it used to be.  Now, every step is painful.  But it’s SO HARD for me to just stop.  I need to stop.  I know I need to.  People have been telling me to.  I need to stop until it heals but I’m stubborn.  Most athletes are stubborn like that – they’d rather play through the pain than stop.  After all, it does go numb after awhile or you’re able to ignore it while you’re playing.  But this time, not only does it hurt, I can’t really run fast, move normally, and it really sucks.  Damn it.  =

I know I need to stop because I don’t know what’s wrong with it.  It could be something bad.  I don’t want to end up like M. who ended up having to wear a boot because he ran so much on his shin splints he ended up with a stress fracture.  I don’t want to never be able to run or play pain free again or even run or play.  I’ve given it sporadic week long rests, though I’m not sure how much it’s helped.  I think I have to go for at least 2 weeks and see how it feels.

Part of me doesn’t want to because I LIKE exercise, I CRAVE it.  Part of me doesn’t want to stop because I’ll regress – back to square 1.  Part of me doesn’t want to because I don’t want to gain back my weight.  Part of me doesn’t want to because exercise makes me feel energized and refreshed.  And for all these reasons, I don’t want to stop.  It’s SO HARD.

I think I might have to not run the half in September.  It’s too soon.  Lack of training + injury = more injury.  SIGH.  Plus, there are events that I wanted to do next year.  Disneyland Half, maybe triple crown, duathlon since I got a bike?  :(

I should go to the doctor.  However, I have a slight predicament.  I’ll be starting my new gig soon.  I do have temporary insurance with Kaiser but it only lasts for a month.  New insurance doesn’t kick in until September.  I also don’t want to be having to go to the doctor or missing work so soon after starting.  Looks bad.  UGH.

What to do?!?

The Pain

I think I’ve finally figured out exactly what causes the pain in my knee.  It’s whenever I put weight on it.  Even as I just stand here and I stand on one leg, if I even try to squat a little – barely move down, it hurts a lot.  So I guess when I run, not only am I putting all my weight on one leg, I am POUNDING the weight onto it.  =

Suck.  Although, after about a 1 mile warm up, it starts to feel slightly better.

Dang it, I hope these exercises actually fix it.  I hope I don’t have to pull out of the half.  =

Relaxed

I feel relaxed.  It’s a little weird.  It kind of feels like it’s just the weekend or that I’ve taken a few days off.  It’ll kick in much more soon.

I’ve been able to sleep in a little bit which is nice.  I actually don’t want to sleep in too much because I don’t want to get used to a lazy schedule!  :)

Yesterday, I enjoyed my time eating breakfast, got a haircut, went to the bank, went to the post office, and headed down to Liberty Station.  My, how much can be accomplished – not sure how I ever managed otherwise, I guess I just never did any of those things.  ;)

I had only been down to Liberty Station maybe 3 times for food and maybe once for the Rock.  I didn’t realize how nice it was.  There’s not a whole lot of stores but it was really nice to walk around.  I wanted to just walk around, do nothing, relax, breathe in the fresh air, explore a little bit, it was so nice.  I wanted to head to Con Pane for lunch as it has been highly recommended.  I randomly parked my car and picked a direction to walk.  I had all the time in the world so it didn’t matter.  What a nice feeling.  Nowhere to be, no demands to be met, freedom.  I walked until I found a map and realized I had been walking the wrong way!  Haha, that’s okay though.  So I walked back the other way and found Con Pane.  It was closed!!!  :(  Sad times.  I was so hungry lol.  It was almost 2pm.  It  had a paper sign saying it was closed on Wednesdays but the hours printed on the door said otherwise.  Oh well.  I decided to head to Da Kine’s, after all I hadn’t been there in years (there used to or is one in PB).  Randomly bumped into P. and had lunch with him.  Afterwards, I spent about an hour just walking around NTC park.  It was nice, sunny, breezy, pretty.  Loved it.  :)

I decided to stay south to see if C. was going to get off work soon.  I headed over to mission valley mall to hit up nordstrom rack.  I walked around the mall for a bit until C. told me she was headed home.  Went over to her place, tossed the football around, attempted to ride a bicycle for like 2 minutes (man, that was freaking scary lol).  We went to luche libre for dinner, that place is pretty good.

It’s been relaxing to just do whatever I want, eat at different places, and just explore.  To not be limited by time.  Ahh, what a life.  Gotta savor the next week and a half.

:)

Fin.

I can’t believe this day has come.  Tomorrow will probably feel even stranger – a relief.

On my drive home last night I was thinking about a lot of things, about the way I act and portray myself, my character, my work ethic, my words and actions throughout the final days.  One of my guys had asked me if I was going to just go in and peace out.  I said to him, “what do you think?  Have I not been here every single one of these days and for the full day?”

It has been crazy.  Crazy and stressful.  It’s been draining and emotional.  As I thought more and more about the whole situation, I thought, “I don’t do you like you do me.”  As poorly as I have been treated, as difficult of a time you have made for me, I have still given you all of me.  I don’t cheat you, I don’t retaliate, I continue to give you me until the end.  Professionalism, tact, and class until the end.  I will not stoop to your level.  I will follow what I believe is the right thing to do even though you’ve wronged me over and over again.  It’s called grace.  You may not have recognized my efforts and you may not care, but in the end, I have finished well.

If there’s anything I can do, it is to show my guys that I care about them, it is to show them how it’s supposed to be – what it’s like to have someone that genuinely cares.  I hope I have made a difference in their lives.  That they’ll look back and remember something good.  It doesn’t take much to please.

Someone texted me today and said, “I haven’t seen you smile or crack jokes like today in months – good luck with everything.”  Wow, isn’t that sad?  That is SO sad.

It’s nice to know that some people care and will miss me.  Others were upset because they were envious.  They know what they need to do.

I was sad and happy today.  Sad to say goodbye.  Happy to be done.

I didn’t even look back once.  I opened my window, drove off, yelled, “WHOOOO!!  THANK GOD!!” as I drove down the street.  I was so happy I was about to cry.  What a mix of feelings.

The day has come, the day has gone.  I spoke for the masses.  I let them know.  I hope it brings change.  I hope I have inspired movement, change, and realization in so many aspects.  I hope I have impacted people, lives, in a positive way.

I tried my best to finish well.  Finish well.  I couldn’t have gotten this far without Him.  He hears us, He knows our thoughts and desires.  He is faithful, He is good.  Praise God!

Thank you to all who have supported me, encouraged me, prayed for me, and listened to me throughout all the crazy.  Thank you so much – it really really has meant a lot!  :)

This chapter is closed.  On to the next.

Body Shop

I need two new legs and maybe a new shoulder.  I wish there was a body shop where I could buy new parts.

My never healed ankle from Turkey Bowl keeps getting reinjured thus never fully healing.  My left knee is so jacked.  However, right now my right ankle hurts more than my freaking knee and when my knee hurts, it hurts quite a bit.

I think I need to see the doctor.  However, I’d need to see one this week.  I’d need to see a normal doc first and get a referral to some sports doc or something.  Or they’ll just suck up my money at PT.  They’re probably going to tell me to stop being active.

GAH, I was just getting into it.  It makes me sad.  =(