WOW!!! What a week. My husband came down with a rare auto immune disease and ended up in the hospital for 5 days. I was stressed to my limits, almost to the point of breaking. I talk about getting healthier being a life style change, and this is where the rubber meets the road. When you are thrown a curve ball, what do you do?
Between work and staying with my husband in the hospital, I didn't get to the gym as often as I usually do. My early morning workouts were abandoned to get some much needed sleep. When I missed the first one, I told Chance that I was being a bum. He gave me permission to be a bit of a bum though. I still went every after noon. It was good stress relief. I threw myself into classes to take my mind off of things, or I spent time on the treadmill praying about them.
While the workouts helped with the stress, once again my support team went above and beyond to encourage me. From offers to bring me food, to taking the time to ask about him, to the many hugs I received (Bridget did NOT climb over the counter to give me a hug - I didn't see anything, you have no proof), they really helped hold me together when I felt like I was shaking apart. I already owe them a life time debt, yet they just keep pouring into me. Words are not enough to express my gratitude.
This Thursday is my next weigh/measure day. I almost feel like it is a test. Will I still lose when my game is thrown off, when life has kept me from giving it my all? I will find out soon enough. No matter what the results are, I will keep fighting, and I know I have people that will be with me every step of the way.
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