Friday, July 16, 2010
I used to take the stairs two at a time; now I'm waiting for the elevator (and lustfully eyeing the wheelchair).
I used to stride; now I stroll.
I used to LOVE this hot, humid weather; right now I can't get a good deep breath.
In short, my allegro has become an adiagio.
My radiation tech and all the cancer survivors I know are telling me to listen to my body. They are right (man, it kills me to say that!) and I have to slow down. One person reminded me that at the molecular level, my body is fighting a war that I can't see (a war I need my body to win!). The more resources I draw away to do things I think are important the more "aid and comfort" I'm giving the enemy.
So I'm going to shut down my PC, turn on the British Open and snooze (whether I like it or not).
To quote a REAL superman (whose life I've admired for years), "I SHALL RETURN!"