In our latest Off the Couch Oxygen Special Issue, we ask you to tell us what you think. And, as usual, you did! Here is a story that I found particularly moving about a gal whose dad began a slow road to recovery - and that's who motivates her!
Here's her story:
About 10 years ago, I bought the house across the street from my parents. At that time, I started working out at a gym, hired a personal trainer, got in "tip top" shape, got certified myself and life went on. A few years later, my father had triple bi-pass heart surgery, and it put him out of commission for many months. The day I wallked into the hospital, I saw my father, hooked up to a breathing machine, with the body of a muscular and toned 30 year old. At the time he was almost 70. I watched him endure the pain of "not being able to workout" (it was his passion as it is mine) and have to start at the beginning to build himself back up. I watch my father every morning at 5:00 a.m. head out for his hour walk, I watch my father head off to the gym for his 3-4 days a week workout, and I know the pain he endures doing it (he has very bad back and leg problems) and to me...this man is my strength. So, it encourages me and drives me to get up, get at it and be the best that I can be. I"m lucky, it's in my blood.
Thanks for this bit, Amy! Is there anyone who motivates you? If so, why?