Reality bites

There is nothing like hitting a wall hard.  I had a great week going last week until my back flared up.  I took breaks as needed, then had a knee join my back in the pain parade.  The knee pain is new and not backing down.  This is when I usually feel like giving up and eating through the pain.  I don’t have that in my plans.  I have good stuff prepped, fresh and frozen.  I have legal cheats prepped, too.  I have everything I need to help me get through this next few days with little stress or deviation from my plan.

What is it about reality that bites?  I’m not as far along as I’d hoped I was.  But that’s okay.  I kept my head and heart in check just In case something went south.  I prepared for a setback just in case and think I’ll ride it out in a positive way.

I posted in one of my support groups this morning and thought I’d share it here.

Sometimes I forget that my journey is mine. It won’t necessarily be like anyone else’s and I shouldn’t compare myself to others as much as I do.

The thing I remember most now is that I only compete with my former self. Not my younger self from 20 or so year ago, but last year’s me. The me that was afraid of moving more. The me that all but gave up. Every inch I keep off my waist is a victory. Every extra step, every deeper or longer yoga pose, every extra pound I can lift are all victories.

I ramble a little when I need pain meds. I needed this reminder today as I hobble around the house. I see another day of pt instead of training. It’s okay, though. It’s what I need.

Here’s to what you need and want.

Here’s to preparing for the worst and riding through it.

Until next time, peace.


Been a while, eh?

Hi, guys!  I’m still here.  Your friendly neighborhood Sherrie has been here, there, and everywhere.   Here’s an update.

September is Sickle Cell Awareness Month and Chronic Pain Awareness Month.  My mind is on my cousin Russell who left too soon.  He was a warrior and then some.  Sickle Cell Anemia took him a few years ago.  He lived a good and far too short life.  He hurt daily and was the only one who understood what daily pain does to the body and spirit.  I love and miss you.

What else?  It’s been gorgeous in Charleston all week.  Low temperatures and humidity – it’s Fall, y’all.  The weather and low pain has me walking ouside a lot more.  My goal is two miles minimum and I’ve hit it most days.  The Labor Day Fix challenge helped inspire me.  My food plan was on point for three weeks and I walked or stuck to Yoga Fix and Pilates Fix for the fitness portion.  Six pounds, y’all!  That might not seem like much, but it reflected a steady loss over the time period.   Not too shabby!

The family is as crazy as ever.  The Boy is a Senior and the Girl is rocking a double major.  The Man walks with me and joined in on the challenge with me.  The dogs are themselves, which may or may not be good.

Well, that’s it for updates.  I’ll get back to the regularly scheduled program shortly.

Until then, peace!