This is the time of year when winter gets the best of me. I start to feel like a shut in and get a bit of cabin fever and sometimes depression can take hold. This year I have decided to be a little more proactive.
I have filled my calendar with an event of some kind every second day and there are social events on every weekend. There seems to be lots to do in the community this time of year I just usually don't really want to go out. In the last week I've gotten together with friends to learn how to make pasta and then had those friends over to enjoy the pasta. It was a simple gathering of friends but we had fun and learned a new skill. We played games and enjoyed two nights out.
Later in the week I went out with a group of woman to see the comedy musical Menopause and spent the whole evening laughing. That, as they say is the best medicine.
And finally, I did something I've been wanting to do for a long time. I finally got myself out to a Tai Chi class. Many years ago while recovering from my very first surgery I had joined Tai Chi on the recommendation of a dear friend and my family doctor. It was something I could still do, though not too well, but I did it. I've wanted to get back to try it, this was my perfect opportunity as it is right here in my small community.
I'll have to admit walking in there alone with all of my restrictions was a little daunting. Off I went for the second time I might add, I had tried this a few weeks ago and it had been cancelled that day. When I arrived at the venue yesterday there wasn't a car in sight. I sat there for a minute but I had some determination in me this time. I went in and asked where the Tai Chi group was, they told me it had moved down the street. So off I went again, this time a little late. Sure enough the cars were there and lots of them.
When I went in side I saw the warm up had already started. I decided just to join in. I'm so glad I did. The instructor is methodical and I was able to fake it for the most part. There will always be parts I can't achieve, as my body no longer moves normally but I didn't feel the need to explain or try to push it. It was a class of people who were my age and above, and with better body movements than me, but as my Mom would always say about being self conscious, "Whose looking at you anyway". And she's so right, everyone was caught up in their own movements. Over time they may see I have some issues but who cares, I'm off the couch and doing something, in some form. It's a beginning.
I have filled my calendar with an event of some kind every second day and there are social events on every weekend. There seems to be lots to do in the community this time of year I just usually don't really want to go out. In the last week I've gotten together with friends to learn how to make pasta and then had those friends over to enjoy the pasta. It was a simple gathering of friends but we had fun and learned a new skill. We played games and enjoyed two nights out.
Later in the week I went out with a group of woman to see the comedy musical Menopause and spent the whole evening laughing. That, as they say is the best medicine.
And finally, I did something I've been wanting to do for a long time. I finally got myself out to a Tai Chi class. Many years ago while recovering from my very first surgery I had joined Tai Chi on the recommendation of a dear friend and my family doctor. It was something I could still do, though not too well, but I did it. I've wanted to get back to try it, this was my perfect opportunity as it is right here in my small community.
I'll have to admit walking in there alone with all of my restrictions was a little daunting. Off I went for the second time I might add, I had tried this a few weeks ago and it had been cancelled that day. When I arrived at the venue yesterday there wasn't a car in sight. I sat there for a minute but I had some determination in me this time. I went in and asked where the Tai Chi group was, they told me it had moved down the street. So off I went again, this time a little late. Sure enough the cars were there and lots of them.
When I went in side I saw the warm up had already started. I decided just to join in. I'm so glad I did. The instructor is methodical and I was able to fake it for the most part. There will always be parts I can't achieve, as my body no longer moves normally but I didn't feel the need to explain or try to push it. It was a class of people who were my age and above, and with better body movements than me, but as my Mom would always say about being self conscious, "Whose looking at you anyway". And she's so right, everyone was caught up in their own movements. Over time they may see I have some issues but who cares, I'm off the couch and doing something, in some form. It's a beginning.
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