PT and Olympics

As I watch these 2010 Winter Olympics, I am thinking about the incredible fitness of these athletes, and the hours upon hours of training they have put in to master their sport. Then there's me, disabled and struggling and complaining (already, and before the fact) about trying to do the smallest of things, about getting tired after what amounts to ten minutes of effort. I revel in watching what these people can do with their bodies. The aerial skiers amaze me, as did the snowboarders, the slalom skiers, the speed skaters, the short track skaters, the figure skaters.... well, you get the picture. They all amaze me, and I struggle with trying not to feel sorry for myself. It is not like me to feel sorry for myself, because this MS thing? It is what it is, and that's all it is.

Good Night, TTYL and Be Well,

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  1. JCFebruary 25, 2010 at 8:24:00 AM PST

    I know what you mean.
    To be young again ...
    If I knew then, that I would have trouble walking ... I'd have done a lot of things.

    (Not that I'm comparing myself to you .. at all ... just healthwise .. wouldn't it be nice to be able to do anything ... again ... like when we were .. young)

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  2. Julie M. BakerFebruary 25, 2010 at 8:08:00 PM PST

    I think sometimes, for brief periods, self-pity is just what the doctor ordered. Feel it, whine, moan, bit&*, and then move on. It works for me. I sometimes let myself feel sorry for myself for a select time period--like an hour or whatever, and then I get it out of my system and I make my ABC gratitude list and get right back on track.
    In other words, whine away. ;-)
    Lazy Julie

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  3. WebsterFebruary 26, 2010 at 12:38:00 AM PST

    JC, I think everybody gets wistful about the time gone by - and all the would'a, should'a, could'as.

    Julie, Yeah. I'm gonna feel it then let it go. The other choice is untenable.

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