A few weeks ago I said to a friend that I wish I could make myself relax on a day off. Typically I squeeze in as much endorphin producing exercise that I can and never just sit. Just sit. Sit.
I am now sitting. And sitting. And more sitting.
I injured my knee and have an appointment with an orthopedic surgeon next week.
Interesting that prior to the injury, I had an idea to go to the library and get some books. I also went and got three skeins of yarn to do some knitting. Funny how the world works. I asked for the time to sit. So I sit.
One of the greatest things about this is that my oldest son is now the chauffeur. I even got to drive the motorized grocery cart while he followed behind mortified. I reminded him that all this driving around is pay back for all the diapers I changed and that it was a snapshot of his future when I am elderly. He was not amused. I gently told him that he needs to be glad that is just a taxi service and he isn’t changing MY diaper.
I am trying to be patient with sitting. I am trying to love to sit. It is a bizarre thing to just sit. Sit and read. Sit and knit. Hmmmm. Sit. Weird.
I did go to the gym yesterday to sit in the sauna–I HAD to sweat……but I did it SITTING!