Feeling accomplished

Last year I was fragile, visibly sick looking, just all around trying to fake a smile after making it over my first hurdle before we conquered the rest. I had made it to the park that day. Keith dropped me off so I could sit and get some sun with my mom and Caprice and I was EXHAUSTED.

Today. Today, I took a spin class. I may not have been able to keep up the whole time but I peddled my ass off for the full 45 minutes.

To say I’m proud of myself is the biggest understatement. My hard work is paying off and I’m here! Today, I’m exhausted but I’m the best way possible.

I remember being so pissed at myself that I couldn’t even stand up next to the bed for more than 3 seconds without crying. Then, I hated that I could only make the 3 steps from the bed to the chair before needing a break. Then it was walking to the door, then down the hallway. So many small accomplishments that I was so proud of then. But today, feels like a huge milestone. I may not be able to walk very far, or lift many things or do what I used to do but I peddled. I peddled so hard.

If you’ve never done spin then you don’t know how great it feels to peddle in a dark room, with loud music, and an instructor cheering the room on every step of the way. It was amazing.

Check in with me tomorrow when I’m so sore I can’t move, but for now, I’m happy.

xo