*******Progress Friday********* Today I completed strength 35.
I woke up fed the cats, drank my energize and got my workout in. Not my norm. But it feels good to know it's done.
Messy bed hair, pj's. But it's all good. I showered afterwards 🛀
While I was out driving around I was remembering some stuff today.
Stuff I forgot about.
I was thinking back to when I was sick, when I had the stroke. I can always remember the actual incident and being at Westchester Medical Center and then Helen Hays Rehabilitation Center. 🏥
But today I was remembering AFTER all that.
How I had to put that ball on my steering wheel so I could drive with one hand. 🚗
How I had to wear a sling so I wouldn't stretch out my shoulder because my arm was still paralyzed and couldn't support the weight of my arm so it would just hang there.
How I had to wear this mold of my hand that kept my thumb separated from my hand so the tendons and muscles wouldn't tighten up stay flexible.
How as grown woman, my mother had to bathe and dress me.
So many little things no one would ever know about unless they've been through this.
So when I look at myself now and see all the progress I've made, I feel so damn proud of myself. Am I ripped with a smokin' body?
Am I as strong as I want to be? 🏋
No, but that's ok. I'm not in a race with anyone. The only person I need to be better than is ME, yesterday.
So I always laugh when people say stuff to me like, I'm not good at exercising like you. Or I'm not as strong as you. Or I'm not obsessed like you.
Do you think for one minute ANY of this is easy for me?!! I had to fight. LIKE FUCKING FIGHT FOR MY LIFE! Literally!!! But that's just the thing. I am fighter and I am a survivor (no, I'm not singing 🎼)
That's who I am. Who I will ALWAYS be.
You have no idea how much I'd love to have so many of you with me on this journey. But I can't do it for you. You need to be ready to fight for yourselves and I promise I will ALWAYS be here fighting for you as well.
But you have to make the first move and let me know you're ready.