So. I started Turbo Fire with plenty of good intentions, but life had other plans. Soon after starting Fire my grandfather passed away and I had to travel to attend to saying goodbye. I got in one workout during the trip with my sisters in a hotel gym. We actually moved all of the equipment to the side so we could do it. It was awesome. On my way home from the trip I got sick... and that sickness quickly developed into a bad case of bronchitis. I had to see the doctor for some antibiotics and cough meds. After a couple of weeks I was still sick and getting worse. I ended up having to go to the emergency room one night after a coughing episode that brought me to my knees. My chest was in so much pain that I thought I broke my ribs.
Now It's a month later and my ribs are still healing and I'm feeling like a fat lump of lazy. I'm better now, but I'm a little afraid that my motivation might wane in the face of what feels like so much lost time and sadness.
Two days ago I found out that one of my friends died. She was 25. I went to Turbo Kick the night I found out. When my muscles were burning I felt grateful to be able to be alive to feel pain. My ribs are still sore. My heart hurts with sadness and loss. And I'm going to try my best to get back on the track of LIVING.
Today I did a Turbo Fire EZ 55. I'm feeling very alive.
Sweating doesn't feel like tears falling anymore. I used to hate to sweat because I always felt like I had just cried. Now I feel like I'm breathing again and ready to face life with a bit more agility and flexibility.
It's good to be back.
