Today's entry comes ahead of today's wog. I want this documented before I have time to retract what I'm about to say. Wogging is a little bit addictive. I am finding that the more I do it, the better I am getting. The easier each step becomes. The further I can wog at a time. The stronger I feel. The more I look forward to my daily wog. There. I said it. It's done. What am I learning? That you can retrain your brain, you can rewire your body, you can reshape your abilities. Now, I'm still no Marion Jones. I'll not be placing my name in any Olympic-hopeful hat. But slowly, ever so painstakingly slowly, it is becoming a part of me. And that's just fine.
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