It's been 3.6 years post Lyme diagnoses, I can finally now workout 5 days a week.

In the beginning, when I didn't know what was going on, thought for sure I had MS or some other terrible neuro diseases, could not work, could not function, I focused myself to move my body. Which usually meant sitting on the Peloton for 10 min and doing a casual very mild pedal. Even when I felt like I couldn't. Why? Because I felt like if I didn't I would waste away. I felt like the little movement I could do, was going to keep my body going, prevent total collapse, prevent total decline. Move or die was what it felt like. This sounds dramatic but when you are living with multiple Lyme infections, in the early stages, you often do think you might die. Since then, it has been a very long road to today. There were times last yeat I could jog a bit, or do yoga, or a class, but eventually something would set me back so that would not last long. And times, when I would go through bad herxing periods, or get Covid, and I would degress by weeks, sometimes months.

So I celebrate this month. I am consistantly exercising, every day. This is a huge goal, and so important to me. I am determined to get back to the strong body I had before this happened.