Blimey. There must have been something going on energetically as this last few days has been a roller coaster. It would seem as though I’m back with a cane again and that my flirtation with life without one was just that, a brief six day affair. A fleeting moment in time of physical strength and balance.
I kept up with my workout even though a big part of me wanted to give up the whole thing. Ultimately though, I realized that self-compassion is the key, and as often happens, I stumbled upon this beautiful reminder on one of my favorite websites: Mystic Mamma.
Here’s a summary of the last few days:
Day 8: got through the workout, albeit grumpily.
Day 9: felt sorry for myself and fatigued so gave myself a day off.
Day 10: after a rocky morning where I admit I was thinking way too much about MS, life with MS, how crap it is, etc. etc., I got pulled out of my funk by a series of fabulous events: good conversation with my honey, followed by tea with an amazing long-time friend; the matinee of TRAINWRECK – how I loved that Amy featured a character with MS; and finished with a short yoga session where I practiced mainly floor poses but also focused on Tree pose (Vrksasana) to help my balance (I did it with one hand resting against the wall to aid my balance); workout and the cherry-on-the-cake, a 10 minute relaxation with legs up the wall and an Esther and Jerry Hicks meditation.
Here are my stats:
(assisted) (half) (assisted)
Squats Push-Ups Sit-Ups
Day 10: 60 30 (ring dips) 23 (unassisted)
Day 9: DAY OFF….
Day 8: 60 40 35
Day 7: 62 33 41
Day 6: 60 31 41
Day 5: 58 27 35
Day 4: 60 25 33
Day 3: 51 21 28
Day 2: 40 18 22
Multiple Sclerosis: Jane's Journey 
