Shannon Larratt is Zentastic

“Oh wad some power the giftie gie us to see oursel's as others see us! It wad frae monie a blunder free us, and foolish notion.”

So, I'd been taking it easy because my leg hurt. I don't really feel pain on the whole, so my pain response is largely psychosomatic either in terms of blocking pain or creating it and it's difficult for me to accurately guess how much pain I really am in — I don't really know. Either way, I can deal with unlimited pain if I believe I can, and I can't deal with minor pain if I believe I can't. So anyway, this cut through the muscle was a new kind of pain for me, so I didn't really know what was “permitted” and what was not… like… was my body “warning” me that I was about to damage it, or was I just sore?

Anyway, after my doctor told me that if I could handle it, I could do it, and that there wasn't really any way within reason I was going to cause damage, I just went full-on at it… I've been out driving, running errands, doing carpentry, programming, running around, taking walks, whatever I feel like. I'm not going to tell you that I'm not pretty sore and swollen, but I will also tell you that it feels great not to be cooped up any more. I don't like just lying around!

Other than that, I know Robbie Burns day isn't officially until tomorrow, but I went out today and celebrated by eating haggis (and I think Michael is actually at a lodge right now reading a poem about haggis). I'm not joking by the way — I grew up in small town Ontario and Robbie Burns Day is very much a real holiday as far as I'm concerned. I have to go downtown tomorrow, maybe I'll take a photo of the statue in Allan Gardens while I'm there.

My heart's in the Highlands, my heart is not here,
My heart's in the Highlands, a-chasing the deer;
Chasing the wild-deer, and following the roe,
My heart's in the Highlands, wherever I go.