It's a Healthy-esque Thing

 So quick catch up, I missed my birthday because my household had covid. We came home from Worlds and had to isolate for 10 days -- which meant everything was cancelled. I had finally planned a birthday that didn't rely on anyone. Start the day with a float, then a massage with a salt scrub and a pedicure with my favourite lunch. The next day was an adventure with the hubby and then horse back riding with my best friend. By far one of the best birthdays -- but not, because everything was cancelled. It was sad -- I spent the day alone, while my husband and oldest isolated from me, because they were positive and I was not. I made and delivered all their meals and did all the clean up before I went to bed alone. It was very sad.  I think I am over it -- I don't need a redo, despite all of my friends offering to reschedule everything.  I did need to use the services I could only delay, not cancel. So last night I had a night for me.  I started at kickboxing, which was a killer clas

 I had a moment in the last couple of weeks where I thought "I wish I could have been a Ninja" and it was immediately corrected with "I could still be a Ninja - I am not dead yet." And I am not.  I can still train to be a Ninja, I can still fly through the air on the rings (the BIG goal). There is a 40+ category and no women compete, I could do it.  Then I thought -- what else can I still do? What other parts of me have I given up on because I thought I was too old? How many things do I just accept as it for me?  I want to jump a dirt bike. I want to run a marathon with my kids.  It went past just trying to exist and keep up, but a desire to excel.  Everyday I am learning about myself, every day I am decoding the wants/needs of this brain. I am learning about the parts of me and why they exist.  The parts model suggests we are made up of parts, all existing to help us with something -- usually a means to cope or protect the inner child, that is light, curiosity and