
Anyway, it was with much excitement that I laced up my running shoes, grabbed the iPod, and climbed on our elliptical. Remembering how good I used to feel after exercising, I was thrilled with the idea of returning to a way of life that actually included regular and deliberate movement.
Boy was I surprised! Within ONE MINUTE I was breathing hard, and my legs were burning. Can you imagine? ONE MINUTE! How disappointing. With thoughts of “no pain – no gain” ringing in my head, I continued. Even though I felt like I was dying, I knew that I wasn’t. Please excuse my pride for my accomplishment (cough cough), but I made it a whopping 6 minutes before I felt like I was going to collapse, and ultimately climbed down off of the death machine. My legs felt like Jell-O, and my heart felt like it was going to beat right out of my chest. But I lived through it…barely.
Well, the good news is two-fold. First, I don’t look anything like the poor man in the picture above. Thank God for that! Secondly, the surgeon told me that it would be very hard to get back to where I was before surgery, but I will get there. It will just take a little time. So, once again persistence and patience will need to be my 2 new best friends.
So, I just need one thing from you. Promise me that if I don’t show up for a scheduled meeting, prayer group, lunch date, church, music practice, or any other planned event , PLEASE SEND HELP IMMEDIATELY! I am probably lifelessly lying next to the evil elliptical.
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