It is that moment when I wake up and something feels different than the night before. I start to move but I am struck with the realization that my core muscles are so sore I am unable, under my own power, to sit up. Glancing at the end of the bed I am grateful to see the dog and I can use her weight on the blanket to pull myself upright. But now I am met with an even scarier task. I must figure out if my leg muscles will allow me to stand. I mentally scan the workout to figure out whether there were squats, lunges, etc.. Upon the realization there were a few dozen I hold my breath, prepare myself and stand.
To my surprise I find my legs feel alright. That is until I take a step. I feel a soreness and think what in the world used that muscle. I am not even sure I knew there was a muscle in that location.
I hobble to the bathroom and realize there is a squat between me and the toilet. I grit my teeth and just
sort of fall. Ah, I made it! But wait a minute I have to get back up.
I begin to ask yourself irrational questions such as: could I stay here all day? can I call my husband to help me stand up again? No, I have to get the kids up, shower, dress and go down.... Oh crap I have stairs in my house now!!! What am I going to do???!!??
Alright I will admit that is a bit of an exaggeration, but I have had those feelings at one time or another along this journey. And to be honest I love the sore feeling that comes from a good workout. It means something is changing and getting stronger.
So let the fun continue as I head back in the right direction toward a healthier and stronger version of me. And if you see me walking a little funny, it is OK to laugh but remember those new muscles will make me stronger and faster so it won't be as hard for me to catch you.
Namaste!
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