Run, Run, Run!

Another update is in order as I’ve made great strides with the rehabilitation of my foot in the past few weeks. (Yes, pun intended—always!) The big news is: I’ve started running! This is something I doubted I would be able to do. In fact, a year ago at this time, I was still going to physical therapy after getting my screws removed and feeling pretty frustrated. I was at the point where I thought I would always be in pain and never able to run again. I will admit I do have daily discomfort with my foot. It is mostly sore or stiff rather than the pain I used to have. It has become the norm and I have learned to live with it. I have found that when I am inactive, it gets just as sore as when I am active so why not be active and enjoy the things I love to do? Which brings us back to running. Continue reading


Failing, Persistence, Romanticism and Kimchiguk

I fail a lot. I wanted to put that out there so you didn’t think this was one of those blogs where I do everything easily and perfectly all the time. You know, like all those other people you read about online. Heh. A great deal of the time, I fail at what I do. I failed this weekend, letting fear guide a decision and missing an opportunity to connect with others. I recently wrote about how I did not want fear to hold me back and then I let it. I also failed this weekend in regards to making healthy food choices. I have not been feeling terrific and decided it would be a good idea to have salted caramel and chocolate chili ice cream for dinner. With salt and vinegar potato chips. And a nice glass of iced whisky to wash it all down. As someone who makes it a priority to eat nutritious foods, that was a pretty epic fail. Although, I must say it was a very delicious fail and I do not regret it. I made a better choice the next night. That is very important to me, to move forward with no regrets. Seventy-one days ago I failed at making kimchi. The thing is, even with all this failure, I keep trying. I am persistent. Continue reading

More Bureaucracy, Discovering the Fourth “P” and The Gift

Earlier in the day, I went to the doctor’s office and picked up the paperwork necessary to get a temporary handicap placard. I had to go to an entirely different building downtown to get this. Obviously, the DMV wouldn’t deal with handicap placards for cars—that would just be silly. I was pretty amazed at how inaccessible the building was for those with disabilities seeing as how that is one of the main reasons for business. Once again, I had to crutch a long distance as well as go up four separate flights of stairs. Granted, there were only about 3-4 steps in each flight so not gigantic but still rather inconvenient. It was not clear where the handicap ramp was.

disability placard

You can see the several sets of small stairs. Going up stairs is much easier than down so it wasn’t too daunting.

Once inside, I found out I had to go to the other side of the building to get to the office I needed. This was another long trek but at least there was a ramp and an elevator to the second floor. I got in line and waited, standing on one foot, as usual. A bunch of people came in behind me. I had been there for a while and I was finally at the front. The guy at the back of the line asked where the front of the line was. I said I was at the front of the line and he said, well, that guy just walked up to that window, indicating he went out of turn. I looked over at the guy who had cut the line, smiled and said, “Hmmm, well, I guess karma will get him” and I turned back around to wait. I felt a small surge of anger and thought, what a jerk. It was a selfish thing to do and it was out of my control. I could only control my reaction and it wasn’t worth getting upset about. I guess some people don’t think about other people’s circumstances. I will certainly remember to be even more cognizant of other people’s needs and accommodate them whenever possible. Once again, it is the little things that can really make a difference. I took a deep breath and continued to wait. Continue reading