Day 11

What is your worst injury? 

I sat and thought about this one for quite a while, and even considered skipping the prompt. But since doing so would mean I’ve only participated in one out of eleven days of the July Blog Challenge, I told myself to suck it up and do it.

I lead a pretty charmed existence, y’all. Couple that with my extreme risk-aversion, and I’ve had so few injuries that my “worst” one is pretty laughable: a sprained ankle when I was 14. I muscled my way through that recovery process over a weekend in order to get back into my pointe shoes as quickly as possible—any dancers out there know that a ballet instructor doesn’t stand for time off, and that she’ll gleefully hit you with her stick if you show weakness.

So, since a crutch-dependent weekend scarcely registers in the roster of actual injuries, I kept flipping back through memories to think of other injuries I’d sustained.

Injuries of the heart? Sure, we’ve all had our hearts broken now and again. But as far as heartbreak goes, my stories are pretty vanilla.

Injuries of pride? Hell yeah. My best friends will tell you I can be a stubborn, prideful asshole, and I don’t do well with hurt pride. I’m 99% sure that’s why I didn’t take to snow skiing until I was an adult: my fragile ego couldn’t handle being really, really bad at something.

I guess I’ve come up short. I’m a lucky lady. And I hope proclaiming my injury-free existence on the internet doesn’t jinx me.

Day 12:

Write about one of your biggest accomplishments in life.

The first thing that popped into my head isn’t really my accomplishment. It’s not about me. It’s about a magical partnership, a series of lucky turns, and a lot of spaghetti thrown against the wall.

It’s our Sweat Pink Ambassador community. Jamie and I always set out to build a community, and even thought we’ve pulled out a lot of hair, made a lot of sacrifices, and downed a lot of wine in pursuit of that dream, we never in our wildest dreams imagined it becoming as powerful as it has. Witnessing these amazing women from all walks of life supporting and encouraging each other through thick and thin has been the most profound privilege, and I often have to stop and pinch myself to make sure it’s really happening.

Here’s to you, SPA sisters!