I had an accident at school a few years ago that did severe damage to my knee, ending up in a knee replacement. In the in between time, I couldn’t walk or do the usual things I did. I believed the knee replacement would turn that around.
By itself, the knee replacement made an incredible difference in the amount of daily pain I’ve had to endure and after about 20 months of working at it, I can walk without a limp. It wasn’t just the knee that was damaged, but muscles, ligaments, etc. I expected to be up and about within three months because I had seen others do it, but I didn’t account for the extra repairs that were necessary.
In the past I have worked out, dieted and watched the bathroom scales measuring success by one fourth of a pound (equivalent to one stick of butter) at a time. This time around, I was supposed to be working out just to get my leg stronger and get back to walking without a profound limp. But, I couldn’t resist the bathroom scales. After all, I was doing everything right. But my weight wasn’t budging. I got so discouraged, I could have just up and quit.
Instead, I decided I would not get back on the scales until some distant time in the future. After all, my goal was to get the use of my leg back as near normal as possible.
What I have discovered after months of eating better, exercising more and not weighing in every day is that I feel better. As a matter of fact, I feel a lot better. Shouldn’t that be reward enough?
I am going to be traveling this fall. I don’t want to be the one dragging along behind in the group, the one who is always the last one in the group, the one who is always struggling to keep up. There may be younger people who will leave us all in the dust, but my goal is to get to my personal best.
I think I have lost some weight and I’d like to lose a lot, but that is not my focus. I want to be healthy. I want all of my body systems to function to maximum capacity for my age, as God created them to do. I want to build my endurance so that the least bit of exertion doesn’t wear me out. I want to go to bed tired for the right reasons, sleep well and get up in the morning ready to do it again.
Unexpected retirement was terribly frustrating for me in the beginning, but I see it now as a gift of time. I have time every morning to go work out. I have time to rest when I need to and not be trying to do everything at 500 miles an hour after work. I can take little breathers along the way.
I feel better. That is reason enough to work out every day I can possibly get a workout in. It isn’t for anyone else except me. I don’t feel guilty about setting aside that time for myself every day. It is about my future health, my quality of life, and my state of mind. I’m not trying to impress anyone, compete with anyone, look a certain way, or fit into a certain size. I just want to be the very best “ME” I can be and that is the best reason for working out that I’ve ever found!