To recap—I broke my ankle trail running while on vacation in California.
One of my very best friends proved the depth of our friendship by carrying me out of the park (what a friend!!!!).
After 7 weeks, I have finally begun working out and trying to increase the range of motion in my ankle (my foot is currently like a Barbie doll foot—just sticks right out there and doesn’t move much at the ankle which has produced a very UNATTRACTIVE limp).Additionally, this entire experience has made my right leg PUNY. (I have taken the liberty to create a new word—punify: to make or become puny; to become of less than normal size and strength; to make weak.)
My leg punified rather quickly after I broke my ankle. (Okay—so maybe it is not such a great word.)
I was extremely surprised not only by how quickly punification—HA!—occurred, but also the degree of punification (though the picture may not capture it, my bad leg is about one-half the size of my good leg).
This did make me think about the many times throughout my life that I have ignored something (whether it be a relationship, my spiritual life, etc.), and then was surprised when it “became weak.” My puny leg has taught me a valuable lesson. 
