In the next three months, three very important people in my life will turn 30. I’m only too happy to tease them about crossing this milestone birthday, but I’d be lying if I said that I didn’t love being in my 30s. So much good stuff has happened to me personally and professionally. And a lot of it happened because I have grown into a person confident and self-aware enough to not only go after what I want but to believe that I am qualified for and deserving of these things.
Over the years I have always struggled to find the right balance when it comes to exercising with my RA. I tend to live in extremes: not exercising at all OR pushing my body waaaaay past its limitations. In fact, it’s only been very recently that I have conceded to myself that I am no longer a runner (more on that in a future post). But in October of last year, I hit my rock bottom. I hated the way I looked and felt, and I knew that I had to make some serious changes. Continue reading “Stronger Than RA”
As I worked to get this blog up and running (the project manager in me can’t help but to approach it in a somewhat calculated way) I tried to write an introductory post about why I was writing it to kick things off. Things like: Why am I writing a blog? Why now? What do I think I have to contribute? I never came up with a post that I liked enough to even share with friends for editing, but two weeks ago as I sat in the Rheumatologist’s office getting my head kicked in with shitty news, I knew that I had to write it, and, write it NOW, even if it is just for myself.