OK, now I admit I fall. A lot. I have no balance or coordination so I fell over pretty frequently when I was healing (and highly medicated) and now that I'm feeling better I fall even more. These new falls are fast, unexpected and rarely do I land on my head anymore. The falling is a part of the healing process, at least that's what I tell myself when I fall or see the rainbow of bruises. I learned how to fall without hitting my head. The deep welt on my back hurts like hell, but the same fall on my head would have resulted in a pointless trip to the ER.
It's also the main motivator for whipping my body back into shape. I keep imagining myself as being required to be in top physical condition, so I can be better prepared for the next fall. It really seems like I'm under attack! So I have to be ready and always vigilant!
OK, so falling blows pretty hard. We, humans are very breakable. When I didn't know how fast I could fall I fell frequently and broke both arms and some other bones too. I have learned that I can and will break, how to minimize the damage of the falls that happen now and later. Don't even get me started on spilling...
It's also the main motivator for whipping my body back into shape. I keep imagining myself as being required to be in top physical condition, so I can be better prepared for the next fall. It really seems like I'm under attack! So I have to be ready and always vigilant!
OK, so falling blows pretty hard. We, humans are very breakable. When I didn't know how fast I could fall I fell frequently and broke both arms and some other bones too. I have learned that I can and will break, how to minimize the damage of the falls that happen now and later. Don't even get me started on spilling...
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