Another Year Older

Friday was my birthday... my 39th to be exact. In a lot of ways it was one of my best. I got up, did Bikram yoga at 6:15 am, baked, went to dinner with friends and had them over to my place for baked goods. :)

As I walked Bailey early that morning I was thinking how wonderful the day was - the birds were chirping, the air was crisp. I don't know if they day could have started any better.

Since my Achilles injury I've been searching for something to do that won't hurt... and a friend said "why don't you go back to Bikram?" Since I was the one that turned her on to it, one might think that answer would have come to me naturally - alas it did not. After her suggestion, I started back and have slowly increased the number of times I am going per week. I went 4 times last week and on average I go two to three times per week. I am finding I can do it and it doesn't hurt. I also find it challenging and very rewarding at this time. If you don't know anything about Bikram and are not opposed to the heat, check it out. I've found it to be cleansing, energizing, fun and an activity that enhances my other activities (when not injured). I have no idea as to whether or no it's helping me heal - but it's not hurting... unlike other things I've tried. During Friday's class the instructor pointed out a wicked alignment issue which stems from weak hip flexors & is antagonized by this injury. Oh... and I go see the surgeon on the 26th. :)

Anyway, I baked a carrot cake & chocolate cup cakes... complete with cream cheese and butter cream frosting (respectively). A group of my friends joined me for dinner at Bertucci's. Nothing like pizza and carrot cake on your birthday! All in all it was a great birthday. I laughed and enjoyed the evening.

Yesterday and today... well... I don' always get what I want. I am working on not letting yesterday overshadow my great birthday. That part's easy - it was a great day and I feel grateful for all I shared with those I love. I am going to work on focusing on the people who are present in my life, who are active in my life and showing up for me. Concentrating on what I'm not getting - even when I ask for it - does little but hurt.

If my years have taught me anything it's to have faith. When I least expect it, things will turn around, out of the blue and with what feels like so little effort on my part.