Its been 3 weeks since i started going to the gym, and its better than i expected. Today my legs are sore and i love it. My pant are getting tight at the waist and legs. My shirts fit better and my shoulder doesnt droop as much. I feel better and it shows. I find myself smiling more. I was apprehensive about going to gym, because i would have to use my staff and i have to use my left hand to place my right hand on the equipment. That all disappeared went i saw an elderly man in a wheelchair working out. It motivated me. Its to the point where i have to stop myself from doing to much. Old instincts are telling me i can lift the whole gym. I know if i try i wouldnt be moving for awhile. I was blessed with genetics that allow me to build muscle and control my body composition fairly easy. Of all the the problems a stoke can cause, how fortunate was i that it only affected motor control. I still have a long road ahead, but its getting easier by the day. As ive said before, if i would have lost hope, i wouldnt be smiling today. Wherever you look for strength, in troubled time, dont stop!!
Posted on: Thu, 16 Oct 2014 17:42:05 +0000
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