I pretty much abandoned this blog once I started integrating back into the real world. Partially because I didn’t feel there was enough going on to write about and partially because my energy levels were dragging and I wasn’t sure how to turn that into a pithy post. It’s funny how the body can show all the outward physical signs of being fully healed and yet still be quite a wreck on the inside. Such was the case with me for most of 2013. In May, I was beginning to wonder if I would ever get my energy back. And then suddenly without warning, August rolled around and I forgot I had ever struggled with an energy deficit. It was almost as if passing the one year mark was akin to passing “GO” and getting to collect $200 dollars and then some.
The past six months appear to have put me on an ever upward trajectory that I can’t quite explain. My interpretation is that being forced to put your physical and mental health above all else for an entire year is like getting to hit a reset button on your life that you weren’t even aware needed pressing. Having the “luxury” of prioritizing my health allowed my body to heal from so much more than just surgery. I’m sure many of you are aware that I lean towards the Type A personality (gasp!) so it should come as no surprise that I take on too much, strive for perfection, and am mercilessly hard on myself. Needless to say, that takes a toll on a person. A toll you don’t even realize you’re paying until someone hands you a big fat refund.
All this is to say that I feel better now than I have in many, many, many years. I would hazard a guess that I feel more like a young 30-something now than I did when I actually was a young 30-something. So please forgive me if I also start acting like a young 30-something again as I can’t help it. It feels too damn good. And I’m going to do whatever I can to hold onto this good feeling.