#11 Lenten Reflections
Today I felt I was rapidly running up to the proverbial cement writer’s block. Some days I fear writing- who will read it anyway? What if it’s terrible? But, I do it anyway. I sit and I write. I’m discovering that sometimes writing badly can eventually lead to something pretty great. Not writing at all leads to nothing.
When I am procrastinating my writing, I typically do a lot of things that I make look very important like- wiping kitchen counters, vacuuming, and over plucking my eyebrows. I see the distractions as a spritz of grace when I need to take a minute and think about what to share.
This leads me to runner’s block…
My favorite thinking is done when I run. However, I have been told to take a hiatus from running because, according to my orthopedist, my ankle has aged much faster than the rest of my body (wrinkles not included). I mean, the guy looked me right in the eye then back to the x-ray, and said, “I’ve never seen such a thing, but you have the ankle of an 80-year-old”. Naturally, I changed orthopedists. I figured since he was half my age, he couldn’t possibly know what he was jammering on about.
So I received a recommendation from a sporty mom and the new “Doogie Howser” is known for pushing surgery way beyond the back burner. He likes to try many options before surgery. “He’s my guy,” I thought. “I’ll be running again in no time.”
Turns out they all went to the same wacky school and apparently once you see bones rubbing together without any buffer whatsoever, surgery IS the only option. The new doctor said, “As a runner myself (jerk)…I know it will be hard. But you could try other things – Swim! Ride a bike! Jump on an elliptical!” “I’m doing them all,” I told him. “None of which will ever equate to a run, but – I have tried.”
So after many tearful visits and a realization that I need to zip it and count my blessings, I will have the surgery at the end of April. It’s only a one-year recovery. Good gracious. This reminds me, I need to sign up for the 10 free sessions of psychotherapy my insurance covers. My serotonin will be running low, so I’ll have to supplement with a positive mindset and maybe wine.
That’s today’s rant. Go get some fresh air. Maybe go for a run for me 🙂
As always,
thanks for joining me,
❤️Lucretia
runonmom.com 
I just want you to know how much I look forward to reading your blog every morning during Lent. I discovered you last year and was so happy to see you are committing to continue it this year. It is the one thing I ALWAYS read every morning. I can really relate to you and as a mom of 3 grown children and now 6 beautiful grandchildren (ages 7 down to 2 yrs.) am reliving some of those childhood moments all over again. I loved your post about the 4yr old and her fairy dress. My 2 yr. old granddaughter only wants to wear her âAnnaâ dress, from Frozen, and it made me smile. I forwarded that one to her moher. She liked it too.
Thank you for taking your time to make my Lent a little better. I am a Catholic school teacher, and even though I teach the âcurriculumâ, your blog is like a ray of sunshine for me.
Blessings,
Mary Holroyd
St. Frances Cabrini School
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Thank you so very much for taking the time to read my reflections. Your kind words absolutely made my day and propel me to continue to share my corner of the world with others. I’ll bet your sweet granddaughter looks like a princess in her Frozen dress. 🥰Thanks SO MUCH for reading and sharing. Blessings to you as well, Lucretia
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