Today is Day 2 of 365-DHW. So far I’ve received great feedback. I even had an old friend message me to say my post yesterday inspired her to workout and she was grateful. I was touched to say the very least.
Hair: 5 months post-chemo, short and dark
1. Eat more fruit and vegetables
2. Walk 2.5 miles
3. Clean and organize
1. Yesterday I made a smoothie toward the end of the day to increase my fruit and vegetable intake. While it ended up looking a little on the gross side (take a peek on Instagram), it actually tasted pretty good. I’m going to keep tweaking it until it’s great, and then I’ll post a recipe for it. Stay tuned.
2. I started the day with a 2.7 mile speed walk through the park right next to my house. It was perfect weather and very peaceful. However, I got a little choked up mid-way through because I realized that one year ago today I was lying on the couch all day, confused, unable to walk upright as my back had officially given out a week prior, and all I wanted in the world was to be able to go outside and walk in the park. As I was thinking about this, I passed an old woman slowly walking the park loop with the help of a walker. I smiled at her and she smiled mildly back at me. I started to think about the fact that people really do sell themselves short and over-idealize the lives of others. I am almost certain she looked at me and all she saw was a young woman working out in the park without much of a care in the world. And she most likely thought I was looking at her, pitying her and her walker. Little did she know I was actually looking at her with the utmost respect and admiration. There she was, powering through whatever was troubling her, walking, and taking in the fresh air while others ran by. I remember last October when I took my very first steps with my walker, the first steps I had taken in a few weeks, and how powerful that felt. Ironically, right before that, I had passed by a car pulling up with a cute woman about my age, tan, brunette hair pulled up in a bun, and I felt jealous of her and self-conscious. I was sure she looked at me like I had nothing in common with her and was pitying me. Food for thought.
3. I spent a lot of hours cleaning and organizing today, though I’m not sure anyone will be able to tell. I know though and that’s what counts.