The last few days have absolutely flown by.
I’m happy to say that after a two-week break to let my ankle injury heal I am back in the gym. I’m not jumping right back into things, however. I’m starting off by extending my treadmill routine a bit every day, reintroducing weights in a few days.
It feels good to be back though. Mentally, I’m already feeling the benefits of the work. Even after a couple of days back at it, my mind feels calmer and clearer.
This week has been busy as far as work goes. I covered several meetings for the paper which I had to write up. Thanks to the new restrictions brought in by the province, most of the meetings were online, which is both good and bad.
It’s good because it saves me from having to actually go to Stettler for some of these meetings. It’s bad because it means a lot of time in my office chair. Still, I love the work, and feel fortunate that I am able to continue doing it when so many others across the province are out of work.
As far as school goes, I am working on the latest module, this time studying Adolf Hitler’s rise to power in pre-World War 2 Germany. It’s definitely eye-opening reading.
Mentally, I’m feeling good. I’ve fallen into a manageable routine, and am only taking on what I know I can handle. I’m feeling a lightness about me that I haven’t felt in I don’t know how long.
I think part of my success can be attributed to the fact that I am making time for myself. I’m getting the exercise. I’m taking some down time every day. I’m continuing to push myself, striving to improve everyday, but not so hard that I risk breaking down.
It’s taken me a long time to get to this point, and I feel good, grateful that after all the blood, sweat, and tears, that I am finally here. I know I will never be neuro-typical, but that’s not going to stop me from living the best life possible.