Here I sit, workout clothes on, sneakers tight on my feet, pony tail behind me. Soon, I will make the trek for day two at the gym. I finally plunged back into a gym workout, yesterday. I have been battling feet issues for months now. In the process, my weight goes up and down within 5 pounds due to my inconsistencies. I have done low calorie and low carb dieting for months now. One thing is for certain, I am sinking in my own personal quick sand.
My feet started hurting on a daily basis, making it difficult to walk for more than a 1/2 mile without pain. It takes me back to my heaviest days, when the idea of walking or hiking sounded treacherous. I can not go back, I must move forward. Granted I have added poundage to my body since my Biggest Loser Resort days, in fact, I am about 20 pounds heavier than the day I left the resort. What has happened since I left is disturbing. My feet in almost constant pain has sent me to the podiatrist where the doctor had no answers for me. He figured I had some sort of stress pain, caused from a prior injury. He couldn't wait to shoot me up with steroids. Immediately, it was a fail and I chose not to return to him. At least I knew my foot was not broken, no arthritis or bone spurs. I decided I would take matters in my own hands, well, feet which has been an extreme fail. Many nights I ice my feet in hopes to rid me of the pain, but it remains. The only conclusion I have come up with is I must get the extra weight I am carrying off my feet!
Hence me rejoining the gym. As I stepped up to the gym entrance yesterday, I felt fairly good about my decision. Its a month to month membership so if my feet don't let me do it, I can always quit. Only, I know for sure if I quit, I will be out of options. To know me is to know I refuse to give up! My weight has been an issue my entire life, and I am not going to stop striving for a better healthier life now. So, I will go to that gym, and I will heal! I climbed the stairs yesterday to sign up, and inside I was almost doing a crazy laughter because the stairs annoyed me! Unbelievable, a flight of stairs to climb to get in the gym!...what? is this really me????? When did I stop looking at those extra stairs as a good thing, extra work out, more calories burned? I did not want to be that person again, I remember a life hating stairs and climbing...but I have been climbing mountains now, this is NOT who I am! I am on the edge of being very unhealthy if I give up, so I won't!
The rest of my night my feet were in horrible pain, and I concluded that doing stretching with my feet made them worse not better. Today as I sit her typing, my feet already hurt, but I am heading to that gym anyway, this time with more water in tow.
I am going to tackle this foot problem, and help it out by taking off some of the weight my feet have to carry daily.
As I profess to you now, we may fall off our good intentions, but we can all get back to it, we just need to take the leap.
Here I leap!