The trials and tribulations never end.... HOWEVER !! I must acknowledge the positive, which really is not a very easy thing for me in the slightest... Anyone who is excruciatingly hard on themselves can relate, I am sure... The past few weeks I have been reflecting quite a lot on my body, I still am getting comfortable with finally feeling confidence and trust in my physicality. For a long time I really did not believe I would have this level of strength and definition once again. The words "physical therapy" still echo in my head at times, but it is so refreshing to be able to push my body without having a loud ass voice in the back worrying I might overdo something. Still lots of work to be done... still lots of patience to be had... But I must allow myself to feel some pride, I suppose.
PS: I abhor the cold... Being born and raised in tropical weather still feels like something of a curse. -_-
