2024 was the year of walking, the year of cancer and treatment.
2025 started as the year of the aftermath - the hysterectomy, the healing, and the getting back to routine.
So, the first half of the year was slow, and a little aimless, but necessary.
By mid-year, I felt fully healed from surgeries and cancer treatment. I'd taken up rowing (erg), paddleboarding, and continued my walking... until my knees flared up. Suddenly, back to the square one. BUT, I kept on with my progress in other areas. I hired a new trainer, who has really gotten me back into proper strength training. I'm on a good schedule, consistent!
I've logged almost a half of a million meters on my rowing machine. I'm sweating my butt off on my spin bike trying to improve my VO2 max (not that I've had it tested or anything).
I've gotten my full blood panels done and everything is in "ideal" ranges. Absolutely fantastic.
I haven't lost any weight. I haven't lost any inches, I look the same. I would be lying if I said that didn't bum me out. That I didn't feel like I have nothing to show for the hard work I've put in over this past year. But I know it's not for nothing. I know the scale and mirror don't show the whole story.
Eventually, my strength and abilities will show my progress, even if its only to myself. I know things are changing for the better! To 2026!
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