This week marks a massive point in my broken body’s life … in fact it’s a really exciting milestone on what has been a painful and long journey to my major surgery.
At the end of last year I had to call it quits on my gym membership as my abdominal muscles were screaming in pain with the amount they had torn and the hernias were increasing in numbers practically making my muscles looking like swiss cheese.
So since then I have not been fit enough to do any physical excise at all and for someone wanting to lose weight the stone I have lost has been a long and excruciating job. Loosing weight with only food alone is not ideal so I have counted down the days till I could start again, my fitness level is on the floor however and I have been anxious.
This week however my gym membership is now live again and I have my first Yoga class booked in for tonight and a class of aqua aerobics in for tomorrow. I am excited and nervous in equal measure but I know I want to be healthy and loosing weight is the only way now I can achieve that.
I am fed up of being the fat mum in the playground and I am fed up of buying different size summer clothes each year … I now have a summer wardrobe in 4 differing sizes and next summer I will have just one … for that year and the following years.
I am determined even with the ongoing pain I am still in. I just need to use my supports and listen to my body at a slow and steady pace. I may not be running any marathons soon but my other emotion I am feeling right now is a little bit pleased I got this far in the first place… after all major surgery is no easy feat.
This year is the year I am going to finally fall in love with my own body … I hope.