Someone said to me, "Jenny, you're not 18 anymore."
"And I'm so glad!", I thought.
My high school years were spent in a constant state of physical ailment. I remember being frustrated, claiming that my body wasn't as tough as my mind. I sprained ankles playing basketball, pulled muscles in track, and most every summer camp ended in some disaster that resulted in me loosing skin.
Then in college and through my 20's all of that ended and I dealt with severe pain and inflammation that was totally unrelated to my tomboy approach to physical activity. I lived on Advil just to get through day to day activities.
Yoga was the first activity I experienced where there was no finish line, no winner and nothing to prove. A never-ending journey of finding equanimity in all aspects of life. Because of yoga, I was able to explore activities that, until recently have never been prepared for - physically or mentally.
So, yes the last seven years, as I've increasingly regained physical strength and wellness that's been absolutely exhilarating! Not only was free of physical limitations, but my mind was free of the competitive streak and the ego that drove me to push beyond what was reasonable.
Now, I move because I can! I choose to live life fully and mindfully, not from fear or hesitation or ego. But from celebration, curiosity and inspiration!
Though this busted up leg of mine is painful and impacts me and my family heavily, I'm at peace. A broken leg will mend. My passion for inspiration and expression will always remain.