Category Archives: Exercise

The Day Nerves Were on my Nerves

  I’ve been snippy lately, and it isn’t just because of the country’s political climate. For the past few months, the occasional discomfort, muscle twinges, and tingly jolts on and around my chest since my breast cancer journey began have crescendoed into constant pain. When I first get up in the morning, I feel normal. I awake without thinking about… Read more »

The Day I Cried During Pilates

  It’s no secret that my breast cancer diagnosis rattled my perception of what it means to live a healthy lifestyle, and I live my life now recognizing that “good health” and “ideal body weight” are not necessarily related terms. I had thought that I was healthy before breast cancer, but my lack of exercise was not doing me any… Read more »

The Day Worms Were on the Driveway

Lately I’ve fallen back into some worn, comfortable habits. Instead of consistently preparing a healthy, balanced meal, I’ve thrown frozen fishsticks in the oven and sliced up whatever fruit is on hand. I’ve convinced myself that pushing a full shopping cart around BJ’s Wholesale Club and loading its contents into the minivan’s trunk count as a daily workout. I’ve told… Read more »

The Day I Was Thankful

amy   November 26, 2015   4 Comments on The Day I Was Thankful

When I saw Angelina Jolie’s comment saying “I actually love being in menopause”, I rolled my eyes. I have been grateful for her honesty about carrying the BRCA1 genetic mutation. She has done much to raise awareness of the plight of previvors, as those who are cancer-free but carriers of cancer-causing genetic mutations are now being referred to as. I… Read more »

The Day I Found The Lump

Pride goeth before a  fall…Book of Proverbs All good stories, it seems to me, begin with a bit of irony. Today is the first day of Breast Cancer Awareness Month. Today also marks the two year anniversary of my breast cancer diagnosis. Because, if you are going to be diagnosed with breast cancer, what better day to be told? How… Read more »

The Day I Called a Truce With Exercise

Exercise and I are not friends.  We have never pretended to like each other, even in my youth. While other kids were riding their bikes, I was sitting under a tree with a notebook and a pen. While they were playing organized sports, I was playing the piano and guitar. I signed up to play volleyball in 6th grade to… Read more »