Who Knew!

I’ve started feeling more like myself again, thankfully. Still a bit on the fuzzier side, but physically doing better. I’ll take it.

So of course, what do I do? I join a gym. And go work out. For the first time in years. Yeah, I’m sore in places I had forgotten I could be sore at. But I will say it was fun, especially being on the elliptical. Why, do you ask? Because it’s the closest I’ll ever get to running and apparently I actually like it (when I’m not in too much pain or having to reach for my asthma meds), who knew?! I sure as hell didn’t. As for why it’ll be the closest to running I’ll get, I’m not supposed to do anything high impact like that due to my back; having herniated the same disc five times over tends to make the doctors make very frowny faces about certain things.

So yeah, I’m going to the gym now. We’ll see how well that goes, but I’m hopeful that it’ll help me feel better in the long run, even if it’s uncomfortable on several levels right now.

Does anyone else feel really self-conscious about being in the gym and working out at first?