My journey began March 17, 2013. The day after.
You can laugh. I did at the time, and I do now. I cried immediately after I was told I tore my ACL, but then I also knew everything had to change.
Now I say my injury was both a gift and a curse. The recovery was slow and filled with frustrated tears. I had to learn how to be patient with my body and be mindful every day of what I was doing. Yet it completely changed my approach to fitness, and ultimately led me down the path to becoming a group fitness instructor. I have become obsessed with the human body- how it works, responds and heals. Prior to injuring myself leg day meant go do some cardio, there was no structure to my training methods. I would run or bike and then occasionally throw in some HIIT classes. Now I properly plan my workouts. I created balance, which is what the body requires.
I am on a journey to prove to myself that I can, and I will. I encourage you to follow me, join me, and teach me.