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Falling and getting up

Back on track! I had let a bunch of crisis, drama and depression (and holidays) knock me off my stride. I stopped the gym and for about three months  just "took care of life".
My back pain became a constant. I did nothing to help it. I was fighting financially to stay afloat-who had time for the gym? Who had time to take care of themselves?
Paid all I had saved for rent at the start of the year. Have been coasting off little random print sales and record commissions. One thing I knew I HAD to invest in was...my health. Took the $30 I had in my savings- all my savings 😂 and rejoined my rec center.
It was good for my physical and mental health. It gave me a healthy routine and a positive accomplished feeling after each workout. I do a lot of walking around my neighborhood but a faulty knee (and more core workout) needed the machines.
As I was beginning to feel guilty for spending my last dollars my doctor told me my blood pressure was trending high because of the medication I was on and had been on for awhile. I needed to get everything sorted. New meds, new diet, more exercise, less salt.
Gone went the guilt for investing in my health. It's so important-the most important thing really.
So as I've tackled the "THAT'S NOT WORKING FOR ME" obstacles in my life I'm tackling this one next. My body isn't working for me and its time to make it better.
And being broke isn't working for me so that's next on the list too! 😂
My back already feels better and my energy is returning- heed my words- TAKE CARE OF YOU.

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