Letzte Bank-Einheit, bevor es mich komplett zerlegt hat, 5. Satz. Exzentrische leider seit langer Zeit grundsätzlich nicht mehr schmerzfrei gewesen. Jetzt übe ich mich brav im pausieren und Geduld haben 🙄
For anyone out there having a rough go- I hope you know you are loved. I hope you know I'm on the sidelines (whether I know you or not) and I'm the loud soccer mom with my hands in the air cheering for you every minute of the day. I'm praying for you and I will hold your hand till the sun comes back up. Why? Because when women support women- INCREDIBLE FREAKING THINGS HAPPEN YALL And Lord knows we could use some more incredible things in this world. You're a badass babe- never let any other woman or man make you think you're otherwise #feelthebyrne#communityovercompetition#thewholedamnfire
When I started lifting, my hands were sore from the bars and dumbells, so I had to wear gloves. Then, when I really got into it and learned clean and presses, my wrists would give out before my muscles would.
It was so frustrating.
Over time and with LOTS of hard work in my yoga practice, my wrists have gotten super strong. My work on the farm, in manual labor and the construction jobs have given me awesome calluses! Now I lift without gloves, and my wrists don't bother me anymore when I lift heavy!
This experience is very much like my recovery. I wanted the ostensible benefits immediately, but there was so much work that had to be done under the surface and in so many different areas of my life for me to be able to take on some of the heavier things.
Good things take time. My ego and my disease want things to be pleasant and quick. My recovery shows me that pleasure is found in the pursuit and the journey, not in some expected, desired outcome. The interesting thing though is that I will eventually get to that outcome, but if it were not for the journey, there would be no appreciation for the benefits I receive.
Just like my wrists and hands have gotten stronger so that I can lift heavier weights, I have become stronger in areas of my life which also give me strength in my recovery. My disease is learning just as much as my heart is in this process, so by continuing to lift heavy things (do the work), I will continue to strengthen and stay strong to face this thing head-on.
Just like when I am lifting and my mind plays tricks on me, convincing that I don't have the strength, my connection to a power greater than myself shows me that yes, I CAN do this.
Sometimes it is overwhelming when I look at all of the things I still have to learn or accomplish in order to get where I want to be. Every thread I pull unravels into something much, much larger and soon I am lost in a sea of entanglement.
I have such a strong and passionate vision about how I wish to live my life that I constantly stress over problems like not knowing how to divide my time, or what to focus on. The only way to break free is to #struggle, so why am I getting caught up about facing challenges? If #life has taught me anything, it's that the only way to find the Light is to Search for it. If that means fumbling blind on my hands and knees, I will embrace scrapes and bruises as part of my journey. The worst thing to do is nothing. Please tag anyone who needs some #motivation or seems stuck right now