The moment hit tonight. The one I have been dreading the most. The one when my body and brain finally agreed together. Both were saying enough is enough! They changed our shifts at work recently and they split my days off. I get Sunday and Wednesday off every week, except one weekend a month they give me Saturday and Sunday. My last weekend was back right after I started this journey, over a month ago. It's been long and tough, but I have been faithful to keep up my workouts, 5 to 6 days a week. We changed my work outs around a little this week, and while I like the change, my body wasn't happy with me, particularly me knees. I had some issues with the bending part of my exercises, but I know they're there to help me get better. Still, if my knees could've talked last Thursday, they would've unleashed a barrage of a profanity laced tirade at me. I made it through the workout okay, and was met at the door when I got home, by my friend ice pack. I made it through work the next day okay, and even handled Cardio that night. Saturday, I got up at 4:00 a.m. and was at work at 5:00. Soon as I got off at 2:00 p.m, me and Melody drove to Weatherford to catch our middle son, Cody, participate in a mass band and march at halftime for Southwestern Oklahoma State University. We drove back to Purcell afterwards to pick up Melody's car and finally pulled in home around 11:30 Saturday night. When I woke Sunday, I felt the weight of everything over the last few days collide on my body. Not only did my knees hurt, but my back, and ankles did too. I felt spent.
When Melody asked me when I wanted to go to the gym, I said I didn't want to go. I was tired and too sore to go. She insisted we go. I tried to talk her out of it, but she wouldn't listen to me. We ended up compromising, she would give me a little bit of time to charge my phone, and then we'd go. We got to the gym, and I was still sore and tired, but guess what? I still worked out. Not much, but I still did it! I only rode a couple of miles on the bike, but that's 2 more than I used to do! Melody did extremely fantastic tonight. She walked almost 3 miles on the treadmill, and rode for 4 on the bike! So proud of her!
What I am enjoying the most out of this journey is doing it with her. She understands my pains and my frustrations. She encourages me when I feel like I can't. She helps me keep track of what I'm eating, and how to eat right. Without her help, I couldn't dare dream of undertaking something like this. She is my rock, and as we tell each other all the time, "I love her more than the world!"
I encourage anyone else who's on a journey like you to find a buddy. Spouse, significant other, friend, child, co-worker, weight watcher sponsor, or somebody. Anybody! You need someone that can not only keep you accountable, but can give you that encouragement you need when you want to stop. Someone that can push you when you need it. Someone who'll rejoice in your victories and cry with youin you loses. Most importantly, they're with you so you don't have to go through it alone. It's because of my support system, I made it to the gym tonight, and it's because of her I'll make it to the end.
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