If you can’t run, walk; if you can’t walk, crawl, just never, ever give up.” Reverend Martin Luther King, Jr.
This quote by Rev. King is one I return to repeatedly. His speech was specifically about fighting to end American Apartheid practices and inspire those beaten, tortured, economically suppressed and frequently killed freedom fighters to persevere in the face of history, hate and overwhelming odds. It works; white supremacists killed MLK but his dream lives.
His quote keeps me swimming in America’s troubled and turbulent sociopolitical waters, but I also use his words to more literally keep going.
I use his words to help me finish a blog entry; now that my words and fingers cooperate like Republicans with Democrats. Twice now I have had to exit, breathe, change to some of my relaxing music, breathe and start again. I even took a nine hour break. Writing is no longer easy. But I would rather write badly than abandon something I enjoy.
I use King’s quote quite literally to inspire me in my physical training.
I may not win, I may stumble, fall, I may even take self-pity breaks, but one thing I don’t do is quit.
This week I am making my walking goals. Versa sort of counts my steps, no step counter is as reliable on a walker, HOWEVER it does have this cute little clock face kitten that I feed with steps so I am more motivated.
I had an injury this week that led to a wee bit wallowing but over that now, back to working on my strength and stamina. No further drop in weight because an awful lot of popcorn was served at my pity party
My movement is freezing more often and my orthostatic hypotension is worse causing some injury from gravity checks. I also am having more memory issues. This can send me off into all kinds of stories in my head that include no gratitude, no positive outcomes, but most importantly, no reality.
Change and pain happen in every life, clutching to the way things were and telling myself horror stories about possible futures add all kinds of sufferring to my not so awful situation and are just no way to live a life.
Going to post, knowing full well that even with three edits there are typos, grammar problems and possibly poorly chosen words. But that is OK. Today I may crawl, but today I didn’t quit.