PHase???

Today I had a doctors appointment to get my ankle assessed and walk on it for the first time since april 8th.  for the few peeps who read this blog I had a fracture and dislocation of my right ankle.  Anywho I've been sitting on my ass for like what seems forever and i got a chances to walk with one crutch.  Keep in mind I have plates and screws all lodged on my fib and my tib was dislocated tendons and ligaments confetti cut :(.  So i was forced to walk giving me great pleasure in the amount of pain I had in my deltoid tendon around my medial malleolus (that ball at the end of your foot).  So getting that tendon stretched out will be the toughest task going forward but i think i will make good progress.  


Another part of this is that I was cleared to drive, which I did most of the day...let me tell ya, the awesomeness factor was similar to that bubble boy who got released into normal life.  But I had no issues driving and plan to drive to MN for the mobility cert.....go k-star. 


Eventually I made my way to crossfit roselle for the 7:30pm class looking like someone splashed a permanent fixture of water over my whole body.  I had to hobble and do a handiwodable workout.  I did 


Weighted ring rows 5x5 @ #35 on my chest. 
wod was push up rows with #35 dumbell's 
tire pulls 
knees to elbows


felt really slow.  The interesting part was that I suddenly started to think about my grandmother who passed away and I buried just on monday.  I got sad from time to time and got distracted, oh well apart of the healing process I guess.  

“peace”

Flowing fragments of thought without regard

Impossible to understand with its uncontrollable

Wave patterns, it comes and goes as it pleases like

An intermittent breeze on the hottest day of the year

Bringing with it relief but only for a fraction of a second.

So impossible to predict but warranted, and met with great elation

But not outwardly expressed.  This seems to be tested daily with

Constant babble, noise, expectations, and prediction of how

The future might unfold.  There are many pieces to put together in order to find

Peace, to many formulas to solve, not enough answers, too many questions.

Where do I go to find this? Yet it feels so elusive like trying to remember a dream

 Hours later, with no return from your mental hard drive.  I cherish these moments because

They come so rarely, which like all things in life, the rare things are the most precious, thusly should

Be grasped like a mountain climber holding on for dear life.