This winter has proven to be the worst ever for me. I am usually out braving the elements on any given day taking morning walks after the kids get on the bus, hiking through the wintry woods with my girlfriends, taking in nature with the kids across a frozen pond. I just love wintertime. I am out shoveling snow, feeding our chickens, building snowmen with my kids, and trying new winter sports.

But, this winter, being out of work for six weeks to let my ankle heal from a shredded tendon without surgery, and not being able to do what I love to do, has been the worst. I have also been very depressed, which is not usually in my vocabulary when describing myself. So that is a thorn for me as well. I haven’t been able to exercise as I usually do and so I’ve gained about ten pounds and lost all my muscle tone, even though I’ve eaten really good, health food. I should be proud of that fact, but you know how it is, don’t you, when you are always a get-up-and-go person, ready for anything, anytime and that is taken away? It’s awful! Call me spoiled, but I am angry about all of this!

Anyway, enough complaining! I have to say that since the snow has melted with only a small amount hanging on by fragments, and since the clocks have sprung forward, I have felt my mood lift a bit. At the same time, I started back on the 28 Days to Raw Transition. Not that I ever left it, but it is a course/forum/support group for raw foodists that I am a lifetime member of and it starts up every so often. It’s really great for keeping you on track of your nourishment plan (a newbie raw foodist from the group gave me that term and I just love it! If you use it instead of diet plan, it gives you a whole different perspective on eating well), your exercise goals and it’s a network of like-minded people. So I meet new people there all the time. It’s kind of like facebook, but with people you don’t know, but who think like you do. It’s fun.

So, the main point of this blog post was supposed to be that I am finally having surgery tomorrow, St. Paddy’s Day no less, how lucky am I. My ankle tendon was torn so badly that it should have been healed with the therapy I had in the last six weeks, but that proved otherwise. So we opted for the surgery at this point. They will remove the fractured cuboid bone and mend my shredded ankle tendons. Yay! I can’t wait. Recovery time including physical therapy is another six to eight weeks, but the light at the end of the tunnel is that I will be back on my feet, able to do what I love PAIN FREE! I will be able to go back to work, kick-box, snow board, roller blade, play hacky sac with my kids and get back to enjoying life. These past few weeks, where I’ve been stranded to doing nothing has killed my psyche, so my soul is doing cartwheels right now! I can’t wait to get back into shape and be who I really am.

So thanks to my family and all of you who have given me mental support with phone calls and visits and text messages and emails. I appreciate it and will be blogging again in no time. Hopefully Monday!!