Ahh… This morning I sat on the side of my bed…stretching, stretching, stretching. Wiggling my toes. Bending over, touching my toes, massaging my ankles.
I know it seems silly to some of you, but I use to weigh almost 400 pounds. Stretching, bending over and touching my toes, ankles was not easy. Back then, I would bend over only if it was an emergency. Like, I had to pick something up– God forbid. It was quite a task, the blood would rush to my head, I’d break out in a little sweat, and become almost breathless from performing an everyday simple function – bending. So, today, I celebrate stretching, bending, and touching my toes. It feels good, and so do I.