As I drove over to a friend's house the other night I couldn't help but notice all the people out exercising. I watched a very fit guy biking his heart out, keeping up with the flow of cars. I then passed someone jogging down the road. I was taken back to the time when I was in shape. There was a time when I could leg press more than 200 lbs and ran at least 5 days a week. I used to have a personal trainer and took being in shape seriously.
I asked Todd the other day if he thought I could get my body back. Poor guy! He said yes, and I think he meant it. I am not a vain person. Being in shape is so much more than just a physical appearance thing. When I am working out and eating healthy I feel like a completely different person. I love the energy. My mind is more clear. Life seems better.
My recovery, as my doctor warned, is going slow. The worse part.....I didn't believe him. It's like I have hit a stand still. I am excited to get moving! I was invited to join a softball team and originally said that I would love to. I just can't do it. Even the slightest use of my abdominals makes me quite sore the next day. I will admit that it is discouraging but I know it will get better. It's just not on my time schedule, lol.
I trust God to see this journey through to the end. I hope I can remain trusting and PATIENT. I hope to slowly work my way back into some sort of exercise regime. My diet has gone, ummm, a little astray, lol. Food and I are good friends. We've spent a lot of time together over the years, lol.
Well, I'm gonna finish eating my snack, lol (just kidding) and get ready for bed.
6 days ago