So let’s get a little serious and then we can chuckle later. I have patella tendonitis and a possible torn meniscus. I’ve been dealing this for almost a year and a half. At one point I couldn’t even straighten out my leg. I walked with a limp, and I was devastated. I have my own theory on what happened, but that’s for another day. I had to let go of running, tennis, and yoga. It’s been heartbreaking not to do sprints because I love them and my body responds well to it. I used to wish I loved jogging but I believe in getting from A to B as quick as possible! If you need another reason to be convinced why sprinting is kickass when you’re trying to tone up, look at the body of a sprinter and someone who runs long distance. They’re very different despite them training hard AF. It’s a preference. I’m not saying I let this get to my head, but this one time at band camp at the grocery store this lady came up to me and asked if I ran track. It was a complete mood booster.
After breaking my pinky toe (which may or may not have happened because I fell attempting to do handstand push ups under the influence of Henny), I took to weight training. It was the best/worst thing that could’ve happened to me because now I love weight training. I also broke the same toe again a year later by walking into a couch. Less climatic. (I’m as accident prone as the little boy in Meet The Fockers. Seriously). Let’s fast forward to a year and a half ago when I finally had to accept there was something seriously wrong with my knee. Truth is, I was lovingly bullied by people who care about me into getting it checked out and going to physical therapy. I won’t get into my amazing therapy treatment right now, but I recently got cleared for yoga a few months ago. And it’s been interesting. I love it. But let me tell you if you haven’t heard me say this before.