MFP Fitspiration!

Little bit of FITspiration that I made for myself and thought I would share I love the TV show Suits and I adore Patrick J Adams

Everyday I work hard, but it's always worth it.

Rock on!

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I posted this earlier today, but someone suggested that I add it to this thread, so here goes!!


We all have sob stories, and yes, it's okay to cry. But it's also okay to pick yourself back up again.

In June 2012 I had a long anticipated surgery for bilateral exertional compartment syndrome. A week in a wheelchair, a long month before I could start running or lifting again, a mild set-back because of an infection in one of my scars, and I was on my way. Not too bad right? Thankfully I'm a Certified Athletic Trainer (ATC) so I could do my own rehab and monitor my own progression. Nothing better than an ortho saying "you know what to do, take care of yourself". I went from barely being able to walk up a hill (pain, burning, the whole 9 yards) to running 5-6 miles without problems. Aside from being tired of course! Not too bad of a sob story right?

Well - fast forward to August 2013. Remember when I thought there was nothing better than my ortho saying to take care of myself? Well, I was wrong. There's nothing better than being able to call your ortho on a Sunday afternoon right after his family vacation and having him meet you at the hospital to do an emergency surgery. Why? Because on August 10th, 2013 I was bitten by a copperhead. Like the good medical professional that I am, I went to the ER right away. Seems like poisonous snake bites isn't something to ignore. Right? Well, after spending about 14 hours in that hospital, getting told that there was no way I could have been bitten by a snake, and given nothing except improperly administered medication - my left leg was swollen from my toes to a bit above my knee, I couldn't move my ankle/foot, had searing pain when anything touched my leg (couldn't even have a sheet covering it), was nauseated/vomiting my guts out, and felt as though I was being stabbed, and that what was stabbing me had an electric shock on the end. One phone call later, to someone I consider not only one of the best orthopedic surgeons ever, but also a friend, I was on my way for the first of two (but had the potential to be four) surgeries that ended up saving my foot as well as any hope I ever had of running and having a normal life.

So, here I am, not even six months after the scariest weekend of my life. And this morning as I struggled to get through my run, I want to stop and remember how lucky I am. As easy as it is for me to get angry with myself for where I am at now, in comparison to where I was...I remember the relief I felt as my boyfriend (and most amazing man in the world) held my had as I was rolled into the operating room...I remember him telling me how proud he was of me for being strong, both in the hospital and after my first run...I remember seeing my mom's face after she drove about 15 hours across the country to take care of me...I remember how grateful I was to have such a wonderful surgeon who has helped better my life as well as saving all the things I've taken for granted...and I remember my determination to walk out of the woods after being bitten (about 15 minutes, through a stream and up a wooded ravine...

I was determined not to give up then, and I'm determined not to give up now. We all have our sob stories. And it's okay to cry. But don't let those sob stories define you. Because it's okay to get back up.

Great Motivational video! Have a look everybody!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Tzm6TEManmQ

I love this! The image that speaks loudly without needing words!!!

Did that this morning - gotta love those NSV's!

This quote really hits home because, even at 3 years old, my little man never misses a thing! Hubby & I took turns pushing him in the stroller while we did c25k - which means he was there most of the times I felt like giving up. Knowing that we were working to introduce him to an active lifestyle often gave me the boost I needed to keep going.



I took the photo in November before before a storm made it too dangerous to take the stroller on our favorite trail. It represents a couple of things that makes me pretty proud: it's a memory of a fun day with my son; it shows us outside on a chilly day instead of hiding in the house; it shows that I'm trying to "get into the picture" more instead of hiding behind the camera. It also reminds me of a run where, even though I struggled to finish, I managed to get a new PR. So, even though it isn't the most flattering photo of me (and I'm really bad at selfies), I'm really glad to have it.

This quote really hits home because, even at 3 years old, my little man never misses a thing! Hubby & I took turns pushing him in the stroller while we did c25k - which means he was there most of the times I felt like giving up. Knowing that we were working to introduce him to an active lifestyle often gave me the boost I needed to keep going.



I took the photo in November before before a storm made it too dangerous to take the stroller on our favorite trail. It represents a couple of things that makes me pretty proud: it's a memory of a fun day with my son; it shows us outside on a chilly day instead of hiding in the house; it shows that I'm trying to "get into the picture" more instead of hiding behind the camera. It also reminds me of a run where, even though I struggled to finish, I managed to get a new PR. So, even though it isn't the most flattering photo of me (and I'm really bad at selfies), I'm really glad to have it.

I'm so proud of you!

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I'm so proud of you!

You trying to mess up my makeup?

Beautiful. You AND your words.

When I started here 5 years ago I would always say that to the young moms. Not only are YOU changing, but you are shaping their lives as well. Mine grew up on chips and dip, never an apple to be seen. I didn't know any better. They all went thru low self esteem issues (maybe still do) but have worked towards healthier lifestyles since seeing me lose weight the right way in my late 40s and still working in my 50s.

God love ya! Thanks for the Fitspiration this morning. I needed this reminder. Mine may be grown, but I can still be an inspiration to them:drinker:

Thank you both for your kind words! I can't even count the number of times I chickened out posting this - even with Varda encouraging everyone to share their's TODAY. I had to get out of my own way and get over all the 'flaws' before I could share what I loved about the photo.

Arewethereyet, I love that you are striving to be an inspiration for your children even though they are grown. I bet they are very proud of you!

I'm so proud of you!

You trying to mess up my makeup?

Beautiful. You AND your words.

When I started here 5 years ago I would always say that to the young moms. Not only are YOU changing, but you are shaping their lives as well. Mine grew up on chips and dip, never an apple to be seen. I didn't know any better. They all went thru low self esteem issues (maybe still do) but have worked towards healthier lifestyles since seeing me lose weight the right way in my late 40s and still working in my 50s.

God love ya! Thanks for the Fitspiration this morning. I needed this reminder. Mine may be grown, but I can still be an inspiration to them:drinker:

Thank you both for your kind words! I can't even count the number of times I chickened out posting this - even with Varda encouraging everyone to share their's TODAY. I had to get out of my own way and get over all the 'flaws' before I could share what I loved about the photo.

Arewethereyet, I love that you are striving to be an inspiration for your children even though they are grown. I bet they are very proud of you!

Am I remembering that this is the run that you did uphill, with a respiratory infection, in the cold, with a stroller?

I'm even more happy that you were able to see (and share) all the strengths that this photo represented. So much of the time we shoot ourselves in the foot by focusing on the negatives.

Am I remembering that this is the run that you did uphill, with a respiratory infection, in the cold, with a stroller?

I'm even more happy that you were able to see (and share) all the strengths that this photo represented. So much of the time we shoot ourselves in the foot by focusing on the negatives.

No, that one was in September when I was trying to finish c25k before our first 5k.. What a disaster that one was! I still don't why I expected a flawless run while sick, on an unfamiliar route, without my running partner to help with stroller duty... I remember that I felt so defeated because I had to walk up those two hills. Talk about shooting myself in the foot with negatives! I'm lucky I didn't have to crawl home - and I'm very lucky that I had you, and some other members of the c25k group to point out what I HAD accomplished that day! That change in perspective helped me focus on the positives going forward. (Thanks again! )

ETA: I recently ran the longer of the two hills from bottom to top without stopping. Gotta tell you I was feeling incredibly smug while gasping for breath at the top. LOL