After a long day, I made myself ride my recumbent bike. It had been quite a while since I last rode it. Lately, I've been riding the elliptical (because I can). When I got on it I thought that I'd be lucky if I rode it for 7 minutes. I am proud to say that I exceeded the seven minutes. In fact, I rode that bike for 26 minutes. I even broke a sweat and had to ask Winona to bring me a glass of water halfway through. In that 26 minutes I didn't go easy on myself either. I had the resistance anywhere between three and six. Just before I got off of the bike it read 5.9 miles. I couldn't help but smile and then I ran to tell Steve my good news.
I LOVE that I was able to do this tonight (yes, at night). Two years ago, I could only ride the recumbent bike for a maximum of 5 minutes on the lowest level. I would give it all I had and the results were barely anything. I did it though and that's all that mattered.
So, as I look back at how far I've come in such a short amount of time, I know that I am a living miracle. It's up to me to make sure that I give it all I've got and NEVER take it for granted.