Catching up on my photo-a-days before this week completely gets out of control! Work is ramping up, and there’s a “chance” of snow tomorrow. Understand: we don’t get a lot of snow around here, and if/when we do, it’s like a natural disaster that requires help from the National Guard. Schools and stores shut down, no one can drive in it, there are cars in ditches everywhere, etc. All the bread, milk, and eggs disappear from grocery store shelves if there is even the HINT from the weather-people that it might snow. (Why milk and eggs? Wouldn’t they spoil first if the power goes out? Is french toast really what you want to eat for days stuck in the house?) And if we do manage to eek out an inch or so of accumulation, all schools and events are canceled. Heck, most times they are canceled even before the supposed snow is actually seen, and then when it ends up being rain, or melting after 2 hours, everyone is still out of work and out of school. It’s ridiculous.
OK, so I digress…..
The spirit of “support” for this day was probably meant to involve how families and friends support us in our management of diabetes, but since I lumped it together with exercise and play, this photo seemed more appropriate. I depend on my shoes (and the orthotic inserts within them) to give me the support I need to continue walking without TOO much pain, although sometimes it does become quite annoying.
I always talk about how I need to exercise more. I LOVE walking and hiking, especially in the gorgeous parks and recreation areas we have around our house. (But having plantar fasciitis does make it not-so-fun at times.) I took this picture of a path I walked along yesterday when I was shooting some family photos for my neighbor. Side note: as if it’s not enough that my feet hurt while walking, I was a complete klutz and twisted my ankle along one of the bumpier paths, so now I’m limping today. That’s NOT going to be encouraging me to exercise on a regular basis. Seems this always happens – I get an injury anytime I start a new exercise routine and have to deal with the setback/lack of motivation all over again. Grrrr.
I live for the times I can play with my daughter. Forgetting diabetes, forgetting sore feet, forgetting work and forgetting things-to-do around the house….play time is the BEST time – I will cherish it forever, and do my best to always have time for play.