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Life Lessons From My Broken Foot

The Gift of a Broken Foot

Since breaking my foot in a freak bicycle accident (a.k.a. I feel off my bike like a moron), I’m beginning to realize that I’ve been taking the little things in life for granted. Millennials have grown so accustomed to instant gratification and mind-blowing technology that we often forget about the small things in life that make us happy. Here are some things that I truly miss about not having a really stylish boot on my foot:

1. Exercise
I have always had a love/hate relationship with fitness. I go through phases of loving the gym that are quickly followed by pizza binges and middle fingers blazing toward my sneakers. Since my appendage was amputated (Ok I’m being dramatic), I haven’t been able to do any cardio or yoga. This especially blows because it’s the start of summer and everyone in Newport Beach looks like Brad Pitt birthed the second coming of Jesus. I solemnly swear to never take advantage of exercise again.

The Upside of Having a Broken Foot

2. Sleeping
I’m a stomach sleeper. Yes, this is bad for my posture and no, I don’t care. There’s just something about curling my arms under my pillow with half my face nuzzled in that relaxes me. Well, there have been some sleepless nights in the Thompson household. Sometimes my foot hurts so bad that I have to sleep in my boot and that REALLY ups the comfort levels.

3. Dancing
God, I miss dancing. All I want to do is put on a dance workout video or pick up my puppy’s paws and twirl her around the room. Dance breaks are the only thing that keep me sane while working at home alone. I’ve also really been craving a country line dancing night… I mean I am wearing a boot? Why can’t it be cowboy?

4. Walking my dog
Poor Delia. She has been so bored while I’ve been on the mend. Before my injury, I would take her out to the beach and we would play fetch for what seemed like hours. Now, all I can do is hobble around the house and, as a 7-month-old puppy, Delia is not amused. I wonder how much one of those sweet scooters would cost?

5. Riding my death machine (bike)
Since I live on the peninsula in Newport Beach, I usually hop on my bike every weekend and cruise down the boardwalk. I miss the wind in my hair, my stereo blaring from the basket, and even the annoying tourists that walk entirely too slow. I would kill to ring my bell at a stranger right about now…

Once this boot comes off, I don’t think I’ll spend another minute in my house. Even though the actual injury is not a big deal, I can’t help but feel completely cut off from all of my usual activities. It’s true what people say… You don’t appreciate what you have until it’s gone. Cheers to at least 3 more weeks of limping!

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  • Meriam Weiss

    So sorry to hear you broke your foot! Hope you’re back in those cowboy boots before you know it! Hang in there Swretie!

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