Workin’ out

I was going to be all organised about this blog by posting only once a week, but screw it…here’s another post today. Couldn’t wait…

I don’t love working out, necessarily, but I had a good workout today. I felt productive. After feeling unable to work out for a few weeks because of a flare that took the wind out of me, I finally made it and enjoyed myself.

My friend told me before I left the office to “not go crazy.” I get and appreciate that. Part of me wants to just explode because I’m self conscious about my weight gain (inflammation + prednisone + not exercising + being generally unhappy with feeling unwell + (cookies + gummy snacks)= you do the math.

So now I just have to try to stick to it. My body isn’t hurting right now and I didn’t overdo it so I suppose I’ll see how it goes in the morning. I have residual aches and pains when I get up in the mornings, which, when my lupus was under control, was not a problem. I could hop out of bed. Now it’s been a slow hobble to the bathroom and sitting in a hot shower with a little self-massage of my legs and feet.

So here’s to day 1 of getting back on track!! *fist pump*