Yeah I know it sounds funny, but I am serious about this. A couple of years ago, I was almost injury free and was doing WW and became a Gym Junkie, I mean I loved it and went almost everyday.I learnt all about "The Burn" and I outwalked the timer on the treadmills.Anyway, you get the picture.I would drive home, music pumping, feeling so great and energised and happy.I would be welcomed home in the driveway by my kidlets and their friends, walk in and there it was, So called "Partner in LIFE" on the lounge watching dvds or documentaries he had previously taped.More like Partner in lounge lizardingness. My excitement would go pfft, my energy would turn into anger and my happiness, well, don't even go there.Enough already? you get the picture.Well what I am getting too is that after the Op, even though I have an injury, I know I am going to have better energy, more motivation, and generally be more excited about life in general, and I am afraid I will have no-one to play with again.
This might sound funny but I can tell you, it gets Very depressing and sometimes downright bloody lonely.Sure I love being with the kids outside and the dogs, and the horse etc,just would like a partner in crime so to speak.
I think I better shut up now before you all delete me from your friends list and block me from posting..
Does anyone else feel like this? It is making me less excited about it all.
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