Recovery journal

Day 67: My wishes came true. I shook, gyrated, and laughed in Zumba - all from a chair. I soooo needed the energy, the love, and the sweat. And, because I still craved more I had a training session with the best. Phew. I was begging for a gritty workout and I got it. To end the day -- happy hour with friends. What a magnificent day. A broken leg is merely an inconvenience.