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This blog is a diary, of sorts, detailing my life as a handicapped person. I'll be sharing everything from capabilities to compensations to hardships, and everything in between. Thanks for coming along for the ride!



6/9/10

Day 9: I warned ya, World!

Well, I've mentioned before that if someone said something really lame to me, they were going to star on my blog! I'm surprised that it's happened again already, but what can I say? I warned ya! ;-)
Today, I posted a link to my handicapped work out site (http://becauseicandoit.com) on FlyLady's FaceBook group. I actually had a woman respond to that by chewing me out for using the word 'handicapped' instead of 'disabled'. SERIOUSLY?? Who cares! At the end of the day, does it REALLY matter what 'its' called?? It is what it is!
For me, I was born with a COMPROMISED (how's THAT word? LOL) body. In MY head, for me to be 'disabled', I would have to have once been ABLED at some point. I never have been - at least not by the world's terms. Compensation for things that I can't do has been my ENTIRE lifestyle since the day I was born.
I don't have the time or patience to sit around feeling sorry for myself about all the things I "can't" do. If I want it badly enough, I'm going to figure out a way to get it done. Period.
Yes, my confidence gets shaken occasionally. Yes, I get discouraged sometimes. But seriously, my mobility is a LOT more important to me than playin' stupid word games that have no bearing whatsoever on my life.
If you are handicapped (or disabled...or crippled...or whatever the heck ya feel like calling it!) and want to better yourself, your health, and your mobility, come work out with me! I'd love to have you.
If a Twinkie is more important to you than those things, by all means, eat it and be content with living an unhealthy lifestyle. I'm not your mommy OR your preacher - doesn't make ONE bit of difference to me!
Do I think I'm 'all that' for losing the weight that I have and working out? Of course not. It's all a matter of priorities. For me, personally, I'm not content with other people doing everything for me all the time. I may never run a 5K, but I don't NEED that to be happy. As long as I can keep going at MY pace, that's good enough for me.

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