It's good to be an injured loser today!
Saturday, September 27, 2014
It's been far too long since my last entry, but rest assured I have been tuning into many of your inspiring stories all along, gaining strength, newfound hope, confidence, and fortified commitment along the way.
There was a period in my life, really most of my life, where I would let certain setbacks consume and doom me. Somehow, there was something about a downward spiral that in an odd, and inexplicably, subconsciously appealing way, sucked me in and took me for long, tormenting rides through darkness and dismay. But today is not that day. I am different and I am proud.
Getting back to the literal version of this story, since joining this site a few years back I have intermittently logged my journey to better health. Among lowlights were the following: job loss, knee surgery, marital strife, crippling insecurity, and even a minor (if there is such a thing) bout with depression. But, unlike my past self, if you will, I have somehow managed to cope, and with help, and find solace in the things that I could control and make better. For me. I work for me.
So, today's fresh perspective and tempered enthusiasm is not about the 25 pounds that are no longer with me since my first spin, although that is sweet, it is more about a celebration of the self. I am happy to be me, grateful for the challenges that have made me stronger, recommitted to better health because of the way it makes me feel, and balanced in a perspective that looks to climb, crawl and scratch at doors toward light, rather than stumble and spill quietly and effortlessly into spirals that used to own me and drive the bumpy road of life with me locked in the trunk.