For two reasons these two weeks have melted to my mind as the weeks of pain. I wasn't sure I should share this online, regardless of people "following" me or not. I thought and prayed over it and decided if I really want to remember this journey I need to record it all: the great, the terrible and the down right painful.
My boyfriend and I broke up at the start of week 16. Daniel was my best friend and took me to the hospital the night I did all of this to my hip. He was their for me when I needed him then. I have never had my heart broken until now and I didn't know it would physically and emotionally hit so hard. I ended up taking off two days of all exercising and eating so at least it evened out. I went to PT and Dustin, working his magic, was able to get my mind off everything and make me focus on what I had been for so long. That man is worth every penny that insurance and I pay for him =]
The second thing that cause the pain was my fantastic gym membership that I signed up for. I then began making the gym my second home. I feel as though I live there even now. I now have a new way to add in my PT I started alternating between running and going to the gym each day. It was amazingly unexpected how sore my body was these two weeks getting back into a routine but I am thankful I did it.
In times like this Romans 8:28 "And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love him, who have been called according to his purpose" is something I am blessed to have and to hear from the people around me.
No pictures these weeks for obvious reasons, I am still a girl and didn't want to have red noised pictures :)
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