On The Mend

I am crossing my fingers that this will be the last weekend in my splint.  Almost 4 weeks ago I fractured my right pinky finger.  It happened in a super lame way and not really worth telling but everyone asks how I did it so here goes…  We were throwing around a big medicine ball with our trainer and the ball came to me but slipped past my hands.  I closed my hands quickly trying to save myself the 5 burpee penalty but with no ball to catch my right pinky bent all the way back against my left wrist.  I hit it so hard that I bruised my left wrist and cut myself with my fingernail.

For the last month I have had limited use of my dominant hand making everything from writing to cooking to brushing my teeth a pain the ass.  After the first three weeks the soreness pretty much went away except when it’s moved.  Monday I get x-rays to see if it’s all healed up , if so, I can remove the splint for good then get to work on learning to fully use my hand again.  Ouch.

Right around the time I broke my finger I learned that the radio station that I have religiously listened to since 2003 was changing formats and the entire air staff was going off the air.  What was I supposed to do without Adam Carolla in the morning and Frosty, Heidi, and Frank in afternoon?  They finished out the week then Monday morning I was left no 97.1 … which sucked.  Adam Carolla started a daily podcast but he went from 4 hours to just 1 (Frosty, Heidi, and Frank started a podcast as well but it took them 3 weeks to get the first one out and it looks like they are only updating once a week.)  So, I started frantically looking for podcasts to fill the silence.  I listened to LOST podcasts, Dollhouse podcasts, NPR, anything that could hold my attention.

Around the same time Matt & Robert sent me some random RPG links.  I was hit hard by how much I missed the hobby.  There is nothing like getting together and creating a collaborative story.  Before I knew it was I listening to the Fear the Boot and This Modern Death role-playing podcasts.  That got me itching to start up again and shockingly, I was inspired!  I cannot remember the last time I was struck with so much inspiration.  My evenings were free because my hand kept me away from my workouts so I started filling those evenings reading and skimming every source book on my shelf.  I found myself actually spending my free time doing something for myself, something that I enjoyed… something that I needed.

I guess I just needed a change (or a series of changes) to shake up my routine enough to allow room to do the things I really wanted to do.  And now that I am reconnecting with things that make me truly happy the changes that I am striving for in my life will be much easier to attain.