Reflections Of...

This past weekend was a little rough on the body. On Friday and Saturday I did some work in the yard and had some things to do inside of the house that required a lot of standing and moving around. Sundays are more taxing simply because they are a work day for me and usually involve a good amount of physical exertion. I felt weak and fatigued most of the day because of the work done the two days previous. The damage to my bone structure causes pain in several places and it becomes prohibitive in functioning normally, sometimes even with simple movements like getting up out of a chair when I’ve sat for too long a period of time. It’s now Monday afternoon and for the most part I’m feeling alright. I’m thankful to God for a quick recovery.

I once honestly believed that I would never get sick, injured, or fatigued. It was before the motorcycle accident, but I felt that sense of invincibility for most of my life. I think that one of the things that the accident injuries have taught me involves the need to make honest assessments about myself. I was talking to someone at church yesterday who was sort of warning me about the need to take is easy and not push myself too much physically. She said that she “knows me” and consequently felt the need to remind me that I can’t push myself physically without considering the consequences of not showing a level of self-restraint when working on things. I know that she was right, but making an honest assessment regarding my own limitations isn’t always easy. I have always been more of the mindset that if a job needs to get done, then I have the ability to do it because, well, I’m me. I think that I should learn to be more honest with myself if I am to survive well into old age with the things that have happened to my body.