I have to stop doubting myself. I have to believe that a real recovery is going to happen. Again, it seems that as soon as I got the diagnosis, i really started believing in myself. More recently, I can walk in a store on my own, and even walking around the house and the voluneer gig without too much of a problem. It is just weird. I know I said this before, but its just too weird. Its like the push I needed. Who would think that something like a diagnosis would help me so much. What really puzzles me is WHY I didn't know something two years ago -- maybe lousy docs, care all that. I shouldn't have to go over 2 hours away for a doctor....
And the workouts show that I still have the umph in me to really do good. Now, my brain is soooooooooooo thinking marathon training. its gonna take a while to get the mileage back, but the gasparilla 5k is a reality. i would love to have a goal of the 8K. Ya know, i may just commit myself to that...
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