Welcome to blog! I started it in 2020 to chart my recovery from breaking my ankle (hence the name). I guess no-one saw a global pandemic coming. It's turned into a place where I can talk about the things happening in my life, my horse and my cats. Enjoy!
I’ve felt really flat and drained today. I feel like I’ve been in limbo forever, in fact all of 2020. It’s starting to get a bit warring.
I want to get on with things. I want to work. I want my business to be successful. I’m ready. I want to get going with Buddy. I want to see my friend and family. I want to truly celebrate my birthday. I’m frustrated that things aren’t going as fast as I want them to. A common theme in my life.
I know that it will all come together. I know that limbo never lasts forever. It’s hard when you look at that bar and wonder if you’re ever going to be able to get under it without making a complete idiot of yourself (or at my age pulling something). So I’m raising the bar myself, taking some of the pressure off and trusting that everything is going to be OK.
My Mum is back in hospital again. This hasn’t helped my mood. It’s hard not to worry about her and my Dad when they’re so far away. And even more so in this crazy Covid world we’re living in.
So today I had a self-care day. I did a long meditation, I went for a walk and I took the time to appreciate the beauty that’s all around me. I may be in limbo, but very lucky that it’s a beautiful limbo.
So 2020 was going to be my year. The year I got my life sorted after being served redundancy notice from my job in November 2019. The year I ticked off more things from my horsey bucket list. The year I got my mental health back under control and reduced stress in my life.
I had a plan. And it was a good one. Then the plan changed dramatically on 2 January. I came off my horse at speed and broke my ankle. Badly. Like all good equestrians, I got back on and rode back to the yard, sorted Buddy out and then drove myself to A&E. That’s where this journey really began...
I was sent home from A&E and told to crack on, only to receive a phone call later to say they’d missed a fracture (and a rather serious one at that). Whoops! So fracture clinic on 3 January, surgery on 5 January and home to recover.
I started this blog as a way to chart my recover back to the saddle. As I cleared clinics and competitions out of my diary and wondered what the next few months would bring, it's been a safe space for me to say how I'm feeling.
The new plan was to get a new job, to keep Buddy is kept ticking over and recover from my injury. Another good plan! I didn't expect a global pandemic, lockdown and all that happened in 2020.
This blog has changed over time but it's continued to be my safe space to share the things going on in my life, with Buddy and the cats. Enjoy!
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