Since my “Series of Unfortunate Events” last month, recovery was less than speedy. I am happy to report that although still emotionally up and down, I finally got back on the treadmill yesterday. I felt “alive” and happy. It didn’t matter that my endurance was affected and my pace slower, it mattered that I got on it and moved.
Celebrate small accomplishments when recovering from a “glutening.” As long as we keep trying to get out of bed and move, we are doing better than we were pre-diagnosis. May each of your days be better than the one before it. Happy Friday!