Morning,
I am really coming close to the end of my rope.
And I’m learning some ‘way useful knots to design so I can hang on! 
Every day I’m made more and more aware of my leg problems…and every day, I tell myself, I can DO this. “This”, of course, is anything from walking to the kids’ computer to check their homework to lifting weights to sparring in karate to …. well, to anything where my body threatens me, you will give up and you will give up NOW.
I choose NOT to give up.
You know, sometimes it’s really tough not to feel life is just plain unfair. I’ve lost 40+ pounds but because of all that padding going byebye, my bone problems have been aggravated past all get out. 
It’s not fair!
It really isn’t.
True, I keep my physical activities to just below the breaking point. I refuse to coddle myself and yet I refuse to go past the point of no return. Maintaining that fine line is beyond character-building. :-/
This morning, I was about to dash off to my beloved circle walk when I realized, golly gee, my thigh muscles are snapping again over my exostoses with every step. Joy. I suppose I could do that walk and hold my thigh (actually, now that I think on it, it’s definitely doable). But for now, I simply returned home and did some isometrics instead.
Today is advanced karate (yay!) but more importantly, kendo (double yays!). And I want to keep indulging in those activities until the day of surgery.
Courage consists of hanging on, one minute longer…. I never really internalized that until I chose to walk my current path. It’s quite character-building, indeed.
My afternoon whine,
Barbara
ps – here’s another activity I enjoy.