Out of Hope

I was back to walking, even found some old woods in a city I’ve lived in before. I was able to make it a mile or more plus plenty of weight training per day. Life has been tumultuous, but good. 

Sadly, my right leg was injured last week, and I’m yet again looking at pictures longingly, wishing I had abilities I had even two weeks ago. 

I’m far from home. Injured. Out of hope. Devastated. If anyone can send some my way, please think of it. Apologies for the pathetic post.