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…”
“But I made a big deal of my goal…”
“But my pride…
“And what about the cool t-shirt?”
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.
How are your dreams coming? Share them in the comment section and let’s cheer each other on!