A little help here, please! I'm floundering!
So now you know me and my crazy side a little bit more.
As I’ve been told, I tend to jump in the deepest end of the deepest pool I can find. I like it that way, because if you don’t, you tend to miss out.
In the case of me, a stroke survivor, planning to run the New York City Marathon, I am also a teeny bit scared. All thru my life and thru all of my adventures, I was certain. I was certain that I could overcome whatever life threw at me. Nothing was insurmountable.
Everything changed the moment I had a stroke.
Now I’m a little bit less sure of myself and the world around me. I see big scary creatures in my path at times.
My stroke struck me to the core of my being.
All that being said, I am not going to #kickthisstrokesass by standing here.
I am going to do it by doing what I do best: Setting myself a goal, even if that goal seems pie-in-the-sky high and working like mad to achieve it.
So here I am, goal set and waiting for the master plan of how the heck I’m going to achieve it.