I hurt myself. Bad. At the gym, of all places. "Rectus femoris tendonitis," the doctor called it yesterday, as he scribbled a Rx for several weeks of physical therapy.
Under normal circumstances, this might set me back, lay me low. But that’s not how I’m choosing to look at things. Which is why I’m posting this as a "Thankful Thursday" entry.
- I have a sports injury, folks! Which kinda-sorta makes me an athlete, right? It hasn’t always been this way, so I’m patting myself on the back for this one.
- Also: I have great health insurance, which means I can more easily afford the prescribed medical treatments. Not everyone is as fortunate–a very sad fact about which I’m acutely aware. And politically mindful.