The day that I nearly took a saw to my cast.
I just want to run. I don’t want to go to the gym and do the stupid recumbent bike and lift weights anymore.
I just want to run.
I’m reminded of a few days ago when I had to have extra cast put on. Yes, I need this to heal. But today I didn’t really think about that.
I looked at the cast and started fantasizing how EASY it would be to cut it off with some good boning scissors. Then I tried to remember where my hand saw was. By the time I had spent limping around the house, getting my company off to her work, I had simply gone a little, well, stir crazy.
The cast. I gained 2 pounds last week when they applied more fiberglass. Then there were M&Ms at midnight, and a girlfriend who pizza’d with me last night…and this morning, that unmistakable groan that you heard from NorCal was me…looking at some weight gain that I simply could not ignore.
I’m in charge of donuts for our new AA meeting tonight. I went to the market and got food for a salad and pasta tonight. But, those donuts. I gotta get those, and avoid shoving the fat and sugar into my mouth. My son is a Freshman added to the Varsity Summer Basketball league and I get to watch him play. These are the thoughts I put in my empty brain.
Because there is a low grumble, starting to become a mighty scream.
I want my shoes. I want to run. And I cannot wait.
Hide your scissors and saws, people.
I have 2 weeks left.