Getting this ass back in gear

Excited about the kids going back to school, ready to get my light cardio walks, back to the HIIT and yoga routines.  Ready to fly this time!  Getting more sleep in going to do wonders on stress levels and get this muscle working for me.  Because, damn, there is MUSCLE in there!  I'm nailing the tricep push-ups so much better now and the wrists and ankles are cooperating much better when I set my own pace and listen to my body.  I am excited to get this going on Monday!

I've learned a lot through failure and readjusting especially.  I've learned that stress can be a baffling plateau when you're doing all the right things and still not losing weight.  I've really learned that strength and flexibility are possible.  I thought for sure fibromyalgia was always going to be a huge obstacle.  Don't get me wrong; it is, but it's a hurdle or a wall not a prison.  I still wake up some days and feel like I'm at square one.  I get up and do my sets and suddenly, some of the impossible things become possible.  Everything is harder than it was; even being in better shape than I was when I was thin, my nerves and tendons and joints still gut kick me with the reality of my limitations.  With carpal tunnel, I have to really watch what my wrists are doing.  Sometimes I reach for a glass and my thumb tingles.  These things are difficult, not impossible.

I know that the Internet likes pictures but I don't promote this blog and I'll post a shit ton of those After pics.  Before pics don't motivate me.  Progress pics don't motivate me.  Results motivate me.  Whether it's the scale or the inches or bending without difficulty, I have been looking at everything and either appraising my results or making notes on improvement.  I keep a blog because I love to type and, hell, if I end up with a great story to tell, I'm promoting the hell out of it.

Either way, Monday begins the new phase of me.  I'm armed and ready for the real phase.  I've been slowly shuffling up to being healthy enough to pound out the more difficult moves.  I've been learning through pain and overdoing things where to slow down so I can recover and keep going without aggravating down time as penalty.

It's my time.  Mentally, physically, artistically.