Late last year I got really hurt. As in, multiple surgeries and in the hospital for 117 days. I've been in physical therapy for months. I had to learn to walk all over again. Needing a special shoe on one foot, and a knee brace on the other leg. It's been hard. But, little by little, I've made progress. This past week it's gotten harder in a different way. I started with nothing. Today I was standing on a mat that was already hard to balance on and using on of those 'BodyBlades' (shown in photo). It was ridiculously difficult and I fell a lot. My physical therapist was there, so I didn't get hurt, I just lost my balance and was suddenly looking at my feet. And that was amazing. The first time I faltered, it was terrifying. It was the first time I had been on my own enough to make a mistake like that. Before it was four people to help me turn on my side. And now I was on my own. Standing and holding weight and through in some balance and core to go along with it. Just because because it is harder... you have to take a step back to look at your comparisons.
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