well it was only a matter of time ... everyone who knows me has been expecting it and to be fair it has been an impressively long time since I last injured myself ; However having only had a visit from the paramedics 4 months ago it feels a little too soon to have had another visit from them last night !
After building up my self confidence for a second time to try and brave playing netball the last few weeks have been going pretty well, not only have we been playing relatively well but I've also been enjoying the game , getting to know our team better and feeling the benefits of getting regular excercise again (alongside park running too!)
Now all that has gone down the pan ! Nikki (team member ) and I both ended up fallen over very badly and we ended up sat in A and E with matching injuries on opposite legs !! We were a real sight and caused a stir as to what kind of game we'd been involved in ! The upshot is I've managed to badly tear the ligaments on both sides of my foot . My foot is about 3 times the normal size and a beautiful shade of black and blue ... I tried to take photos but the colours haven't shown up . I'm now really frustrated .. I can't weight bare for the moment And I can't drive .. I'm totally useless
But, yet again I've been blown away by where the kind thoughts and messages have come from .. dear family of course cos they rock ...and special friends (you know who you are) little messages of support have really got me through today , visits have been lovely and the bottle of home made blackberry gin will definitely help the healing process !
Reflecting as I can't do much else has made me realise I'm getting old , I still don't bounce when I fall and I'm rubbish at sitting still!
I expect my netball days are over ... last night I saw a very dark side to the game which I'm
Not sure I can be part of but I'm out of excercise until after Christmas so will review then .
For now it's excercising the 2 toes I can wiggle !!!
Ps if anyone has any film recommendations please send them my way!
Friday 21 September 2018
Sunday 2 September 2018
September
Anyone who knows me even a little will know that I'm a "wear's her heart on her sleeve " kinda girl.....I just can't help it...I'd be rubbish at poker as I can't hide my emotions or feelings and it's got me into all sorts of situations. I also find it difficult to keep quiet about things I'm passionate about , whether it's my love for Jason Donovan, Tottenham Hotspur, Jesus or red wine , when I feel there's an injustice in the world, people have been treated wrongly or things need to change ...I will say!
I don't write statuses, tweets or blogs to get sympathy but because I need an outlet to stop me going internal,y crazy...
This blog is one of those....I never ever intend to offend but will wear my heart on my sleeve....
I hate September.....many people say it's a throw back to back to school itus...but I loved school ( apart from 16-18) I just love summer and the freedom of the holidays so much going back to routine, darker nights, early mornings etc fills me with dread . This year I was excited though, I had a week of transition at a school to look forward to, a new group to meet together again and other things in the pipeline I'm involved in.....unfortunately they've come crashing down and at least 3 months of hard work feel gone to waste. I hate letting people down and tough it's not my choice this work won't happen the kids I'd been prepping will be expecting us in school and for them I'm gutted!
Last weekend we were in a field with 20,000 other spiritual explorers at the Greenbelt Festival...... we witnessed Pussy Riot, Simon Mayo, Martyn Joseph, Duke Special and the amazing Vicky Beeching. What these amazing folk made me realise is again, how important it is to stand up for what you believe in, to make your voice heard above the noise of life, to follow your dreams and to be proud of who you are.
Yes life at the moment is immensely frustrating and I'm not sure where it's taking us but these last few weeks I've discovered true friendship , amazing family and a passion to help those who feel
voiceless in our communities......
I don't write statuses, tweets or blogs to get sympathy but because I need an outlet to stop me going internal,y crazy...
This blog is one of those....I never ever intend to offend but will wear my heart on my sleeve....
I hate September.....many people say it's a throw back to back to school itus...but I loved school ( apart from 16-18) I just love summer and the freedom of the holidays so much going back to routine, darker nights, early mornings etc fills me with dread . This year I was excited though, I had a week of transition at a school to look forward to, a new group to meet together again and other things in the pipeline I'm involved in.....unfortunately they've come crashing down and at least 3 months of hard work feel gone to waste. I hate letting people down and tough it's not my choice this work won't happen the kids I'd been prepping will be expecting us in school and for them I'm gutted!
Last weekend we were in a field with 20,000 other spiritual explorers at the Greenbelt Festival...... we witnessed Pussy Riot, Simon Mayo, Martyn Joseph, Duke Special and the amazing Vicky Beeching. What these amazing folk made me realise is again, how important it is to stand up for what you believe in, to make your voice heard above the noise of life, to follow your dreams and to be proud of who you are.
Yes life at the moment is immensely frustrating and I'm not sure where it's taking us but these last few weeks I've discovered true friendship , amazing family and a passion to help those who feel
voiceless in our communities......
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