So exactly 3 weeks from this moment, I was getting in my car to go to CF. It was Good Friday and after working out, we had a grand day planned. Not only did we have a great weekend planned, we also had a great Easter Break planned. On the Tuesday after Easter, I was going to fly out to New Hampshire to Walt's sisters house with the kids. My nieces and nephew were so excited and my kids were counting down the days.
That Thursday, Walt and his parents were going to fly into NH where we would all enjoy a few days together. That Saturday morning, Walt, me and the kids were then going to drive into Boston, check into the hotel and my father in law snagged us tickets for the Red Sox game. We would go to the game, go out to dinner and enjoy walking around Boston. Having been to Boston many times, we were so excited for the weather was going to be beautiful.
On Sunday morning, after lunch, Emily and I had tickets to the Boston Opera House to see Riverdance in the front row. While we enjoyed the show, Walt and the boys would go to the convention center and pick up Walt's bib for the Boston Marathon.
Monday, April 17th, we were going cheer Walt on as he tried to break 2:45.
Well, with 5 double unders to go at the end of my work out, my achilles on my right foot snapped and as the pain radiated up my calf, I knew this wasn't going.
So the more and more I go through the day, I realize this 90 challenge is more about making it mentally through each day than what I eat.
As I have been sitting in this house for the last 3 weeks, I keep thinking about my challenge. I also keep thinking about this whole process. I had my firsts official breakdown on Sunday night and needless to say, once I can walk, I have a huge mess of stuff to clean up in the basement. But that breakdown was what I needed and I am sure I will have a few more!
I wanted this 90 day challenge to help me get my ass in gear. For the first time in years, I have felt so great about myself physically and I felt I was on the road to be in the best shape of my life.
But God hands up obstacles and instead of crying about it and feeling sorry for myself, I decided, in the hospital that I would take every lesson learned and make my life that much better. This is no load of bullshit. I know I will heal from this and many times I think that this could have been so much worse. I could have cancer or had an accident where this situation is permanent.
My life changed for ever the day my mom died and I had never been through so much pain than I was on that day, Dec. 28, 2002. I knew if I could get through that, this was going to be easy. Well, not easy but I was going to walk away, stronger than ever!
So I guess my point for this entry is that, I am still doing my 90 challenge, but although it might not be all about exercise and food, it is going to more about focusing on the mental part of my body and that I will need to overcome in order to, by the end of the 90 days, knowing, I will be back in the gym and ready to focus on the physical part of my body.
But I will admit, it took me a while to get over the fear of doing box jumps after I tripped once, I doubt I will ever ever ever do a double under again. Funny thing, is doing box jumps has made walking around on crutches and going up stairs so much easier. Actually getting around has been easy thanks to getting my body in shape.
I still have the same goals that I did at the beginning, such as doing unassisted pull ups and dropping some weight.....
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