I’m pigeon-toed.
I looked it up on Google and asked the question: “Do pigeons actually walk with their toes turned in?”
You would think that question would garner a lot of hits. Oddly enough, it didn’t.
What I did discover is that I was supposed to grow out of them when I was a kid. Why I didn’t is a mystery. Maybe God is partial to my birdie toes.
So why is this blog worthy, you may ask?
Well, my pigeon toes have caused my pigeon knees to have major issues. Things that shouldn’t be grinding together are making music as I walk. Tendons that are supposed to be supporting things are rebelling against their God-given duties.
So in my youthful adolescence, I’ve been diagnosed with arthritic knees, and I’ve been told in no uncertain terms that I am not allowed to run long distances.
“But I have a triathlon…”
“No.”
“But I made a big deal of my goal…”
“No.”
“But my pride…
“No.”
“And what about the cool t-shirt?”
“No.”
Well, poo.
So I’m here to tell you that my triathlon goals have been dashed because my toes like to smooch as I walk.
But don’t worry. For those of you who were going to bring pom-poms to the big race, there’s still hope.
I am not giving up. I’m losing weight and I found other races I can participate in. I can do a swim-bike-swim race or a bike-swim-bike race. In fact I just joined the Endomondo National Bike Challenge. Brian and I are called Team Hope (So if you want to join our team or create your own, come on! It’s a nationwide challenge to ride your bike tons and tons from May 1st to the end of August. Click here to check it out).
Bottom line, sometimes our dreams don’t turn out as we hoped, but that doesn’t mean we need to give up. With a little adjustment here and there, we can still hit the ground running. Or walking. Or cycling. Or crawling.
Whatever works.
How are your dreams coming? Share them in the comment section and let’s cheer each other on!
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I just got accepted to nursing school! Praise God!!!
I So appreciate YOU Elsa,this article is too cute! Thanks for your Wisdom.
Blessings
After my divorce, sometimes I felt like all my dreams were on an airplane and it crushed with all of them inside!!! Then I realized that, no matter what, I’m a survivor. I’m still alive and dreaming about what God has for me in this new chapter of my life!!!
Go Magda! I am proud of you. Your dreams will just be all that much bigger now as GOD has great and mighty plans for you. Keep dreaming! 🙂
I love you and your toes! Thank you for always encouraging us.
Dreams, I have many, or maybe some are to be put on the bucket list? I want to hike the Swiss Alps. I want to drink wine in Italy. I want to visit South Africa. I want to finish my book. I want to paint again. I want to start support for children of parents who are incarcerated. But this year graduating two more of our boys is what is keeping me occupied and a bit teary eyed.
PS. I will buy you the most awesome T-shirt and bring my pom-poms!
You’re the best!
Elsa – I so relate to your triathlon dreams!! I have, God willing, been able to complete a few Sprint Tris and am going for an Olympic on this year….but the training has been hard, and my 44-year old body is feeling it….I take your words as encouragement, and if God closes this door, I will find a way to engage and live life elsewhere! Thank you my Triathelete-in-spirit friend!!
Thanks, Kari! Way to go on your own triathlons! Let me know how it goes…