Tuesday, March 27, 2007

Cause for Modest Celebration

Pretty Lady must share with all of you a personal Milestone. She just ran all the way to the park, and back.

She realizes that in the grand scheme of things, this is an extremely minor accomplishment. Trivial, even. Embarrassing to brag about.

But when a person has spent years, literally, hobbling up and down stairs, husbanding her strength, dragging an inflamed left malleolar tendon--nay, a self-inflaming left malleolar tendon, for this tendon re-inflames itself literally in Pretty Lady's sleep--a person starts to think that she may never run up to the park and back again. More than one chiropractor has told her that running up to the park and back is strictly and permanently verboten.

But today, darlings, it is seventy degrees out, and a friendly glow envelops the brick walls on every side, and after three years of yoga, and acupuncture, and chiropractic, and the rare massage, every cell in Pretty Lady's much-abused frame was screaming to run to the park and back, and so she did. And things were creaky, and rusty, and slow. But she ran to the park, and back, and is here to tell about it.


k said...

Oh my lord.


This is a milestone, indeed.

My feet are wiggling in happy empathy with yours.

Pretty Lady said...

Thank you, k! I knew you would understand.

Anonymous said...

Congrats Darlin'. Levels of Personal achievements are measured by personal limitations. You've accomplished something that was difficult and dangerous to you. The fact that it is easy for someone else doesn't diminish your triumph.

Judge Well Ye Wolves said...

Nicely done. Do it again this weekend?

Anonymous said...

Nicely done. I despise running but I do it anyway. They say in the running magazines that after you do it long enough you start to love it.

After 25 years the love still hasn't kicked in.

Good work, there.

The Conservative UAW Guy said...

That's great, PL.

Bum knee, myself.

Hope you stay well. :)

Anonymous said...

" But she ran to the park, and back, and is here to tell about it."

Things must be improving in New York...

Wasn't too long a go you would have had to say:

"But she ran to the park, and back, and lived to tell about it."