I haven't begun to exercise yet, as recommended by the rheumatologist and dermatologist I saw after my fibromyalgia diagnosis, and today I am bearing the burden of my descent into slothfulness and junk food:
I threw out my left lumbar when I was bending over to dump a 9 pound bag of cat litter into the litter box last night. Not the right side, which was damaged in the fall at work a few years ago and where I've grown to expect issues, but in the undamaged left side of my dorsal region.
It's not like I didn't know this day was possible. I used to be an avid reader of fitness magazines, I had a subscription to Muscle and Fitness before Joe Weider sold it off to be turned into titillation for 18 year old males. I learned a bit about spines in vet tech school, as a cautionary tale for overweight dachshunds. The internet opened my vision to tales of overweight humans whose bulging bellies caused their backs to arch and core strength to weaken.
And I still allowed it to happen to me.
A coworker has been going through the Optavia plan, I just looked them up and their food prices are outrageous! $20.95 for 7 food bars. But, how much is my health worth? Their goal is to rework how their clients live, not just help them to lose weight. It's worth a listen. My goal in life was never to be obese and crippled.
I will also begin the tai chi, after I get through this episode of pain. I have hit the bottom that I don't want to go past.