Hi, friends.

In November, I got a head start on my ~resolutions~ and I started kickboxing and eating better and trying to just generally be a better human being. But I haven’t been seeing results. And I keep getting sick. And then my doctor said I have to take a break from kickboxing because bronchitis and shin splints are not things to fuck with. I have been a blob for eleven days, waiting for the green light to go back to the mat.

I’m trying to honor my body and listen to what it’s telling me. But it’s just such a bummer to have a setback. I’ve taken my body for granted, trusting it to always be there and able to do what I need it to do exactly when I want it to do it.

I feel stuck. Frozen. Like my windshield one day last month after an ice / snow / ice storm, layering upon itself. I guess there can beauty in anything.