Now throw in the dejection that I was supposed to be leaving the next day to take my bride on our first Valentines trip as a married couple and I couldn’t fly due to my health. That’s right, a vacation cancelled. This was actually my Christmas gift to my wife.
A large part of me wanted to prove I could beat whatever ailed me in the comfort of my own surroundings just to show I was in control of my life. Once I stopped my unproductive pity party to adapt and adopt the moving mindset that day, it freed my mind of stress involved with moving and allowed me to more easily focus on getting well and dedicate the rest of my energy to crushing my sales goal (which I eventually did).
The temperature changes in my skin up against the cold felt as if I had frostbite. My hand and wrist were so cold they burned a raging fire that not even Danerys’s fire breathing dragons in Game of Thrones could match.