Do you ever do something and wonder "Really? How did I make it this far in life?" That was me this morning. I had my usual Friday am appointment but also had to go to my sports med dr about my shoulder and knee. Minor tears, nothing a little Prolo therapy doesn't solve. Did hurt a bit. Then off to the allergist for another injection. Not really a fan of this day so far. After getting my shots I go to the bathroom, grab the key, get to the door and check it. Locked. Damn, someone must be in there. Wait almost 2 minutes and realize the key is in my hand, maybe I should try that to get in. Yep no one in there. Just me waiting like a fool in the hall. I'm gonna blame being off my game, on all the emotional stress I was put under this morning of so many injections.
So I have thought about this for a while. Do I actually write this post? Do I put my dirty laundry out there for everyone? Or the handful that read my blog. And if I do, what do I say? Do I slam those involved? Do I take the high road? When is a “good” time to put it out there? A few days under my belt and there is probably no better time. So no secret, my ex-boyfriend was my coach. That worked out mildly well while we were together but add a breakup and somehow it just doesn’t work out as smoothly. Add a few of the worst things a person could do to another in there and disaster doesn’t even begin to describe. But I have this eternal belief that I can make any situation work. That I can fix things. It’s what makes me good at my job. I’m an eternal optimist. But it’s what causes me to not be so good at my personal life. Even when things are clearly not good, I still think I can fix it and make it right...
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