For the past few years, I have been battling Lyme Disease. It's a struggle every day, but I've done my best to stay positive. Before I got sick, I was going to the gym at least three times a week, on a strict diet, and in the best shape of my life. My illness changed that. I had bad vertigo that made it so I couldn't even walk for longer than a minute or two. For the past year, I've been coping with debilitating back pain. A few months ago, my pain doctor discovered that I have cysts on my spine and that's what caused my pain. Between the pain and the vertigo, I've gained almost 100 lbs while I've been sick. For months all I was able to do was lay in bed. I couldn't walk. I couldn't read. I couldn't look at a screen. It was awful. Now, I feel like a failure. I am in such horrible shape, but the pain I'm in at all times keeps me from fighting that.
Last weekend, I was babysitting for a family friend. I took him to toddler time at the trampoline park and have a great time. I couldn't believe that I was able to jump with him for an hour without any back pain. But I did.
So, I did some research and found out that one of the trampoline parks near where I live offers a fitness class! For only $7, you get a pair of socks and an hour long fitness class. My wife and I went together this morning. It was an 8am class, and we were super nervous. I haven't been able to do any kind of exercise since I got sick, and my wife hates working out. We're quite the pair.
We picked spots toward the back of the room and started jumping. We tried to see how high we could go, got our footing, and had fun joking and falling while we waited for class to start.
The instructor came over and introduced herself. She told us not to worry, just have fun and do our best.
When the warm up began, I started regretting all my choices. Holy crap, this is hard. I had to stop and use my inhaler. I debated leaving. My legs wanted me to leave. I can't do this. I can't do cardio. What was I thinking.
But Callie is out there. She has a metal rod in her leg. She hates exercise. She's doing this.
I can do this. Take your time, breathe, and then get back out there.
I went back.
I stuck it out.
Before I knew it, warm up was over. Then stretching. Then the real thing.
It was hard. It was really, really hard. There were some things we couldn't do, but we modified and tried our best. Before I knew it, our hour was up. My legs weren't burning anymore. I didn't care that I was sweating. I did it, and it was really fun.
And we're going back again on Thursday.