It’s Thanksgiving here in the United States, a holiday with some degree of controversy surrounding it. Me, I try to use it as a day to be grateful for the things and people in my life. And despite the sarcastic title, I’ve got a lot to be thankful for. A marvelous wife and partner, full of wise and loyal cling advice (and more patience than I think I deserve some days). An amazing son who makes me proud and happy every day. A warm, comfortable condo. A good job, and reliable transpiration to get me to that job.
And today, more than anything, I’m glad I survived my double charley horses.
Yeah, you read that right. I was doing my “flat belly workout”, because I probably won’t hit my walking goal but it’s still an exercise day – and knocked out my 40 miserable jumping jacks first. As I finished, I felt that familiar tightening in my calves. Both of them. Fortunately I was still standing, so I managed to walk and lunge them off before they got bad. But as I was doing that, I felt the muscles trying to ball themselves up into tight knots of agony. Even now, I can feel the soreness where the cramp tried to get started.
But hey, at least I was awake. Last time I had one, it was my morning alarm. And that was terrible.
Or, if you’re not an American, Happy Thursday!