Back To Working It

Finally, after two months of workout celibacy, I broke my dry spell and made it back to the gym. It was very brave of me, I think. I'm fatter than I was two months ago after the terrible toilet incident that injured my back. And though I'm still not completely healed (my back still hurts quite a bit at times and I've got a renewed pain down my right leg that had been absent for quite awhile), I was really happy to be there. My first return workout was a simple one consisting only of 45 minutes on the elliptical machine followed by some stretches followed by 20 minutes on the stair machine followed by some more stretching. And then I went home and negated everything I'd just done by eating a giant bowl of edamame. But that's besides the point. The real victory was that I went. And I'm preparing to go back again tomorrow night after work since I won't be able to go until Monday at the earliest due to the gym's hours and my having to work the weekend.

But whatever. I'm just really glad I'm getting back into it. What a relief!