I am 8 degrees away from Cruella Freedom! It’s both a blessing an a curse.
- I get out of the house – I have wicked cabin fever.
- The 4-6 hours a day I’m lashed to Cruella are no more!
- My thighs will no longer be featured across Facebook.
- I’ve learned to sleep on Cruella so I’m losing “naptime.”
- PT begins on Wednesday – that list is scarier than Cruella.
However, overall I am delighted. After many days of ups and downs on this bizarre Cruella contraption, I’m finally in the final 10 degrees. 92 degrees, to be exact.
But… It’s funny isn’t it, how the closer you get to a big goal, the more impatient you get. And the more nervous you get about the “next steps?” It seems like every goal works that way.
Since most of my TV watching is with the Little Bean these days, the first example that popped into my head is from Tangled (which is about dreams, by the way). There’s a scene just before the end of Act 2 that perfectly describes the funny, capricious nature of dreams:
[In the boat, Rapunzel sighs, suddenly feeling afraid]
Flynn Rider: [noticing the look on Rapunzel's face] You OK?
Rapunzel: [whispers] I’m terrified.
Flynn Rider: [softly] Why?
Rapunzel: I’ve been looking out a window for eighteen years, dreaming about what it might feel like when those lights rise in the sky. What if it’s not everything that I dreamed it would be?
Flynn Rider: It will be.
Rapunzel: And what if it is? What do I do then?
Flynn Rider: Well that’s the good part, I guess. You get to go find a new dream.
Well, I’ve been looking at Cruella for about 18 days, dreaming of what it would be like to walk again, and the first step is to kick her out of my damn house.
The next step is starting PT this Wednesday, and getting off crutches.
The final step will be getting back to Crossfit, hopefully by Thanksgiving.
You know I’ll keep y’all posted. In the meantime, my Facebook pals have been giving me most excellent playlists to rock out to while I Cruella-cize. We picked songs from the 60s, 70s and 80s so far. It’s been a tremendous help on the motivation front.
So lay it on me, More Cowbell posse… What is your favorite song or group from the 90s? Do you get scared while you’re working toward your goals? How do you power through? Enquiring minds always want to know these things here at More Cowbell!