I have been committed. Oh the humanity... Yesterday I started going to a personal trainer. And today, I can't move. I didn't really think it was too rough of a session. After all, he mainly worked on stretching me. I thought that was more work for him than for me. But, I'm pretty sure he is still walking today. I'll be meeting him two to three times a week (provided I can get out of bed).
Why such drastic measures? For the last two years I have felt like crap. And with feelings of crappiness, comes the looking like crap. It's a downward spiral, injury leads to lack of activity which leads to weight gain and more pain on my already taxed joints. I could just pop a pill and be pain free, but that is a crappy way to live.
I will update as I can. It takes a lot of guts to put myself out there and document my failures...
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