I was talking with my friend yesterday and she asked how my ankle was doing. Girl, that is so last week, I responded. My bizarrely sprained ankle has healed and is functioning fine, I told her, but I did tweak my hamstring last night in my meet. Honestly, she should know this if she followed me on social media close enough but we will give her a pass for having a life. So she said she would now pray for my hamstring to get it together quickly and asked if there was anything else to pray for.
That I stay positive, I said.
For me, that is a far bigger request than my hamstring, or my ankle, or any other non-cooperative body part that doesn’t seem to be playing by the rules these days. It is far easier to come back from a strained hamstring than a negative spirit. And I know I’m not there yet– that god awful place where you throw a party for pity and only invite yourself– but I want to make sure I don’t even get around to creating the evite.
My road is a bit bumpy right now but I haven’t lost sight of my destination. Of course I would have hoped for a smoother ride, but at the end of the day it doesn’t matter, does it? The only thing that matters is that I stay the course, and I don’t care how many times I fall down and bruise my hamstring or my ego, I intend to do just that.
Staying positive means that my focus will continue to stay on what can happen in the future and not so much what has happened thus far. It means that I continue to believe in my goal because that goal is still ahead of me, and that I choose to focus on the good because that is what’s going to help me get there. It is definitely a choice, and I want to continue to make the right one. So, please pray for that.