Christmas is a wonderful time of year. It is the time of year I eat whatever my heart desires, be it egg nog topped with whipped cream and about 10 maraschino cherries. Healthy eating is overrated for at least 10 glorious days. Visited my family in the bay area this year. I was excited to see my little (actually, not so little anymore) doppleganger cousin.
We went to the Golden Gate bridge and later to the Fort Funston (which now now has full beach access). I had visited this beach the week before and climbed up the stairs like some bat out of hell (at the time was thinking that a brisk walk up the stairs would be good for my muscles, help the tone and shape). That combined with walking up and down the hills really fast to my friend’s house the next day ended up giving me left anterior quadricep tendonitis, basically tendonitis of the knee. Standing up or sitting down caused painful twinges in my knee thus forcing me to grip desks and chairs like an old lady for balance and weight transfer. At work and home I was compelled to take the stairs one at a time and getting in and out of the car made me feel OLD.
This is usually the place where I say some niceties about the upcoming new year, “hope” and all the trimmings. Not going to say that this year. I do have hope but feel at times that I bank on it too much on it and forget to live in the present; letting my hope for an better future help me through a rough patch rather than dwelling and accepting what is. I am choosing have absolutely not expectations and will take everything as it comes.
