I had to challenge his assertion.
And in the end I reluctantly agreed I didn't regret it as I could eat my "skinny piggy" without guilt. Not that I feel guilt, but hey. Without the King begrudging me every bite.
The Prince of Athletics of the Central Highland, my son Charlton (aka Lad) with a Carolina Nastee Dog, bacon dill potato salad and a Mexican coke (made with sugar!)
Let's start off by saying my hand was sore, and my shoulder has a nerve pinch from hell resting in it.
In six days, I lost my cardio ability to hike that dang mountain without stopping.
AND FITNESS FREAKS WONDER WHY PEOPLE QUIT.
Seriously? I broke my hand. Surgery was in question. I chose to "be wise" and PROTECT MY HAND.
The King and I just had an extensive argument about this. He insists that I did not lose my cardio ability. I insist I did (I was there, I know I did.). He claims I didn't.
Finally, he asks if I slept yesterday. No, I was up at 3:30am and never fell back to sleep. Was my body knitting a bone back together? Yes. Was my shoulder in pain? Most assuredly yes. Therefore, was my physical abilities compromised? Yes, again.
Oh.
So the King informs me I didn't lose anything (look David, that's twice!) cardio-wise. My individual performance that day was compromised by physical (and psychological) factors. In other words, I had a bad day.
Score: King, 1. Katie, 0.
I'm not quitting.
I finally downloaded "Warrior's Apprentice" last night, and fell asleep reading it (hence the lack of blog-first one I've missed.) I was immediately reminded why I love the character of Miles Vorkosigan, and I cannot wait to revisit the next dozen books, all lined up on my bookshelf: He has a soundtrack mind.
The character himself has many physical limitations, which he amply makes up for with intellectual prowess. I suppose being injured (so stupidly injured, it pisses me off to no end) it's given me another perspective on the quest.
Injury: the number one reason people quit.
Injury: the number one way to build mental toughness to get through to the goal.
Goal one: a good push-up. Wow-that is pushed back three months.
Goal two: touch my nose to my knee.
Hmm...that I CAN do. Pain doesn't have to prevent me from continuing (and at least the pinched nerve is the same shoulder as the broken hand.)
Fitness Quest. Keeping it real.