The past three weeks have been one helluva ride! I have so much to report back — about self-healing, self-advocacy, and the art of turning shit into fertilizer that grows pretty flowers. Meanwhile I’m pleased to say that I have safely landed in a new home in Northern California, where I am living near a bike trail. While all the drama was going on back at my home in LA, and I realized I would have to move for my health and wellness, these bike trails called me to come to them. And so I did.
Dancing has brought me to the point that with the exception of setbacks here and there, I live a pain-free life. And when I do have pain, I know how to heal it speedily. I am now seizing the next phase in my recovery: getting crazy strong and athletic again. I intend to start waking up early, eating a healthy breakfast, going for an increasingly long ride, then returning home for a dip in the jacuzzi and the beginning of my work day. I’ll be tracking my progress on Twitter and Facebook each day, so if you haven’t done so yet, be sure to follow me there!