Still dreaming, still working, and ever hopeful!
It's insane that I can even contemplate trying to get this body back - THANK YOU HQ! In my wildest dreams I didn't think getting back in shape was really ever going to happen again. As of November, my goal was to be stable on my feet and not trip and fall (with the hope of being able to get back to riding again on the back burner). For three years I struggled walking on any sort of a grade and frequently tripped walking. I had truly given up and instead decided to eat my way through the depression I smiled through. As the months rolled on, I became weaker and weaker to the point I couldn't ride my horse without my knee giving out. For those that have followed my wellness blog thus far, I'm sure by this post I probably sound like a broken record talking about my broken bits, and "Oh, woe is me." Be damned "Woe is me", "I'll get there" is my new creed! Without fail, there is a daily gush to whoever taught, whatever class I took toda...