Ever since I had my back surgery I have been afraid to do too much exercise.
My husband is always on my back about getting up and doing more.
I go out and walk around the block, but I know the pain I went through before the surgery and since. I had been doing some deadlifts and my leg slid. I went down and cracked a couple of vertebrae. I knew that the soda and potato chips I consume wasn’t helping me, but I was afraid of being injured again. My husband came home the other day and he told me that he had booked us a second honeymoon. We were going on a ten-day cruise. He told me not to forget my bathing suit when I started deciding what clothing to take with us. I hadn’t been in a bathing suit since I quit working out. The next day my husband went to work and I sat in the exercise room. I thought of all the times I had worked as a personal trainer and helped other women who were where I was now. I knew my husband was right and I wanted to look good in that bathing suit. I picked up the five pound barbell and I hefted it up. I expected it to just come right up and I realized how out of shape I was. I called the local core progression and made an appointment with one of those personal trainers. Within six weeks I was looking decent in my bathing and I was finally getting back to the woman I was a year ago.