It’s 2am and I’m sitting here, unable to sleep, thinking about the Challenge tomorrow. It will be a one mile walk and I am actually ready for it…I know can do it. Ironically, I will be doing this walk just two days before the five year anniversary of the day I slipped on the ice and wrecked my knee. I look back now, remembering the fear and the pain and the uncertainty, wondering if I would ever be able to walk normally again or if I would be forced to use a cane for the rest of my life or worse, a wheelchair.
I fell into a deep depression, feeling so lost. I would lie in bed at night and cry for all the things I would no longer be able to do, like walk on the beach and climb stairs. There were times that I wanted to die and be done with it. I gained so much weight…unable to do things I was once able to do, I ate and I put on eighty pounds. I was slowly able to get to the point where I could walk, but I was in so much pain. I was terrified of falling again. It was so bad that I would refuse to get out of the car if there was ice or any uneven ground. The idea of taking a bath scared me because I was so afraid I would slip in the bath tub or step in water on the floor and fall.
Now, here I am nearly five years later. I can not only walk normally, but I have lost over seventy pounds and I am in the North Side Fitness Challenge. For four days this week I worked out on a treadmill, and tonight I completed a mile in 32 minutes and on a 2% incline. I am so ready to face the one mile walk challenge tomorrow, and I thank God and the people in my life who helped me get here. When I think of where I was then and where I am now it brings tears to my eyes. I have a long way to go, but it is a journey I know that I can make because I can now look back and see where I’ve been…
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