Realizing my limitations

This morning I spoke with my trainer about how difficult walking is for me. I requested that we work on the stationary bike more because it is easier on my joints. I've made great strides with my walking but still have a long way to go. Somehow I feel like I'm taking the easy route this way but that's not even close to the truth. Riding the bike is actually more challenging without the severe impact to my knees. I rode for five minutes straight with three brief sprints added to the exercise. Today was an awesome day. I felt on top of the world and like nothing could stop me. Sam would talk to me about everyday things so  my mind would not be focused on how long I peddled. I was on the bike on at least three occasions.  When I place my attention some where else it's amazing how far I can push myself. However, walking has been so difficult for me and I had to bring it up. I feel it is just as important to realize what we are not able to do (even if it's temporary) and of course realize what we can do. I know I've said a million times on here it will take time but that's fine with me. I try to make small reachable goals and keep my eyes and mind on them instead. The larger picture is still there of course but it does not seem so daunting. I'm proud of myself for sticking with this for the past three months. I've been following my meal plan for only two but I can tell a HUGE difference in how I feel. I feel "lighter" now and not so weighed down and exhausted. I feel alive and full of purpose. The most challenging element for me has been the way I view food. That has been my greatest struggle. It's a feat to change my view of eating from something I look forward to into something I must do to live and be healthy. I remember waiting to eat something and feeling excited about it. Now, I eat because I have to. I do have my two cheat meals per week and my favorite one is at my mom's house. I would agree the food is fabulous but the reason I love it so much is because I'm with my family. Sam tells me to save my cheat meals for the days I feel weak and I understand her point. However, I enjoy having a meal with those I love most. I made a compromise with myself and I save one of those cheat meals for during the week when I have one of those weak moments. I am loving life right now and that feels so good especially with all the depression and anxiety I've experienced. Life is good. Be well and blessed.