It has been a bumpy ride these past few weeks. Nothing has been regular or normal; my blog posts workouts and client appointments have been spotty at best, transit around the city has been choppy with neighborhoods disrupted and closed, many people feel less safe in this city than they did two weeks ago, etc. The city of Boston (and, arguably, the world) was shaken a few weeks ago when bombs were detonated at the finish line of the Boston Marathon. Since that tragic afternoon, so much news has unfolded about how it happened, who was involved, and the details leading up to the event. Stories from eye witnesses, friends, relatives, classmates, and more all came to light over the past two weeks. What we know now is a lot more than we knew on the sunny afternoon that it happened, but still we search to learn more. We search for answers on how to prevent it from happening again.
For me, even after the week of fear and terrorism ended with a capture, the bumpy road continued. Last Tuesday, I was in a car accident on my way to work. I was eager to start a new, busy week and was on my way to the 1st meeting of my day. Just one red light away from my office, I was rear ended. I was not badly hurt and my car was not totaled but I went to the ER for a full workup. Neck strain, headaches, back pain, and all the other great stuff that comes with “seatbelt syndrome”. I was told to rest and not do much of anything until I saw my doc and a physical therapist. That meant no working or workouts for me ALL WEEK. This pretty much translates into torture for someone like me.
Tuesday night, Jen and I had a scary experience with our dog Chloe, who came down with “ODV” or Old Dog Vestibular Disease. The presenting symptoms were VERY scary and I was so afraid we would lose our dear girl that night. Thank God, Chloe is a fighter and she is healing! We have been at her side 24 hours a day, as she has slowly started to walk, eat, and gain her bearings again.
That is a LOT in 2 weeks. But the common theme I have drawn from each of these events isStrength Through Healing. I truly believe that no matter what the tragedy or trauma, the healing process will always add a layer of strength to a person, group, or animal.
My beloved hometown has created a slogan “BOSTON STRONG” that aims to remind and encourage people that strength will come through the togetherness and the healing.
The injuries I sustained in my accident could’ve been a LOT worse, and I am grateful that I am able to walk, talk, and move freely. I know that the week of rest I gave my body was needed; I would not have been able to function with my pain and injury without proper rest. Yesterday was my first day back in the gym and I was able to run 4 miles and do a light lower body lift. I felt strong in my run, and humbled in my lift. I feel grateful that my body allowed me to reintroduce it to exercise after an appropriate healing period.
Chloe’s energy last week was very low. She spent most of her time cuddled on the couch with me… We both rested and let our bodies heal themselves, each in their own ways. Yesterday, Chloe went for TWO walks around the block- the most she’d done in a week. Her body at rest has been allowed to recover, and I can see that she is regaining her strength through her healing.
Strength Through Healing will continue to be a mantra for me as all of these situations continue along the healing process. I hope that all of you are able to find Strength in your own Healing process….
For me, even after the week of fear and terrorism ended with a capture, the bumpy road continued. Last Tuesday, I was in a car accident on my way to work. I was eager to start a new, busy week and was on my way to the 1st meeting of my day. Just one red light away from my office, I was rear ended. I was not badly hurt and my car was not totaled but I went to the ER for a full workup. Neck strain, headaches, back pain, and all the other great stuff that comes with “seatbelt syndrome”. I was told to rest and not do much of anything until I saw my doc and a physical therapist. That meant no working or workouts for me ALL WEEK. This pretty much translates into torture for someone like me.
Tuesday night, Jen and I had a scary experience with our dog Chloe, who came down with “ODV” or Old Dog Vestibular Disease. The presenting symptoms were VERY scary and I was so afraid we would lose our dear girl that night. Thank God, Chloe is a fighter and she is healing! We have been at her side 24 hours a day, as she has slowly started to walk, eat, and gain her bearings again.
That is a LOT in 2 weeks. But the common theme I have drawn from each of these events isStrength Through Healing. I truly believe that no matter what the tragedy or trauma, the healing process will always add a layer of strength to a person, group, or animal.
My beloved hometown has created a slogan “BOSTON STRONG” that aims to remind and encourage people that strength will come through the togetherness and the healing.
The injuries I sustained in my accident could’ve been a LOT worse, and I am grateful that I am able to walk, talk, and move freely. I know that the week of rest I gave my body was needed; I would not have been able to function with my pain and injury without proper rest. Yesterday was my first day back in the gym and I was able to run 4 miles and do a light lower body lift. I felt strong in my run, and humbled in my lift. I feel grateful that my body allowed me to reintroduce it to exercise after an appropriate healing period.
Chloe’s energy last week was very low. She spent most of her time cuddled on the couch with me… We both rested and let our bodies heal themselves, each in their own ways. Yesterday, Chloe went for TWO walks around the block- the most she’d done in a week. Her body at rest has been allowed to recover, and I can see that she is regaining her strength through her healing.
Strength Through Healing will continue to be a mantra for me as all of these situations continue along the healing process. I hope that all of you are able to find Strength in your own Healing process….
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