It is strange to wake up with sore arm pits, and to smile about it, but that is my situation this morning. The soreness is pleasant because it is a souvenir of my overdue return to the gym.
The tiny ache at the corners of my chest remind me of the bench presses I did yesterday morning. The weights I used were half what I had hoisted easily before my battle with Cancer 2.0 -- just five pounds on each end of the heavy bar. And the repetitions I did were far fewer. But at least I was back!
My gym buddy from work had also gotten out of the morning exercise habit during my hiatus as she dealt with an injury that also sidelined her for a while. Now she has recommitted with me to renew our workouts. As with any challenge, tackling this with a partner makes it a little easier to accomplish. We made it to the gym one day last week, committed to three days this week and should soon be back to our five-day practice.
I am returning to the gym with extra resolve. In the Anti-Cancer book that I have become such a fan of this summer, regular exercise is noted as a key health strategy. Lifting weights is lifting me up as well!
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