I've always loved team sports. I love the spirit of a group of people working toward the same goal. So, since becoming an adult (and technically being grown up), I've continued to play team sports, mostly soccer. I'm no super star, I just love to play. It's one thing that I look forward to every week, my Friday night games with my favorite soccer players. We usually laugh a lot, at ourselves and each other, we share jokes and nicknames that we've earned over the year, and we run around and generally have a good time.
Now...as we get older, we tend to spend a little more time icing, and resting and sustaining the occasional injury, and this week it was my turn. I got the chance to play in a second game on Friday night and, wouldn't you know, 2 minutes before the end of the game I planted my foot, turned and pushed off, only to find that my foot din't come with me. instead I heard the unmistakable pop and I instantly sat down. Fear, and anger flooded through me. I mean, come on, two minutes! If I just hadn't taken that sub, if I'd jumped instead of planted, if I'd only.....
Having broken my leg twice playing soccer, I knew it was bad, but I was hopeful that perhaps it was just a really badly pulled calf muscle. I drove myself home and pitifully hauled myself inside and told Aaron what had happened. He instantly sprang into action, icing, ibuprofen, wrapping, the whole deal. The next morning he drove me to the ER and by that night I was the proud owner of a newly repaired Achilles tendon. Hooray for me.
Here's the things, though, I don't have time to sit on my boomter and not do anything for 4-12 weeks. What? That's the last thing any farmer wants to hear. So, I'm going to spend some time organizing the office, updating our website, putting together some fun workshops and side projects. Meanwhile, Aaron will be finishing up the last of the ranunculus, anemone and late winter crop planting and prepping for the fast pace of spring that's right around the corner.
We have big plans for the farm this year, new crops, new greenhouses, new markets, new workshops, lots of beautiful flowers, so I know that I've got to get healed up and back on my feet. But, for now, a forced rest is called for, and I'm going to do my best to follow my directions and be a good patient.
Hope you'll follow along and see how we get through this crazy season!
I'm busy working on my blog posts. Watch this space!