Sometimes it's better to light a flamethrower than curse the darkness

Pro: my first set of lunges was good! I felt great. My second set of lunges was so good the trainer said "perfect!" and made a 👌 gesture.

Con: before I even got to lunges on the third circuit, my ankle was twingy and sore, I had to stop doing something else (I don't know its name but it's another "weight on one leg at a time" exercise, my nemesis) early.

Pro: The trainer spotted this right away, checked on me, and when I got to lunges again in the circuit, they showed me a new exercise instead! I did one or two wobbly lunges and they were like "wanna do some upper body work instead?" and showed me a tricep thing.

I don't think I mentioned it here but at the beginning of this month it was a year since I broke my ankle, and the day before V's and my mom's birthday was the day I had the operation on it last year. Recovery takes so long. And I try hard not to dwell too much on what I've "lost" and what will never come back. A lot will, but I don't know anyone with such a severe ankle injury who doesn't have lasting decades-long impact from it.

I'm also aware of the potential for toxic positivity here in the demands to focus only on getting better and restoring normal function, so I also try hard to make room for my grief and triggers even if I feel silly for having them.