Man, oh man…I started strong in January. I worked out 5 times each week and took 2 days to recover and stretch. The first week was brutal. After all the Christmas goodies I had allowed myself to indulge in…and I mean REALLY indulge in…I was not in my best shape. One P90X2 plyo workout would have me reaching for water and crawling to my bed at night. Week two was better, at least I could do more push-ups this week. Then week 3 felt amazing! I was doing push-ups with medicine balls and I could feel the difference. I felt stronger and more determined to do this right. Week 4 was my week to push beyond my regular amount of reps. I really pushed. If Tony was doing 20 sets, I was too…or in some cases more. Week 5 is the recovery week. Crazy, but I injured my sternum doing a yoga plow during this week. What are the chances??? Out of all weeks!!! I end up causing an injury during this week. I called my chiro, booked a massage therapy appointment and followed my chiro’s suggestion for stretching and healing this crazy injury. I pretty much injured the right side of my sternum. There’s a bit of cartilage that joins your ribs to it. That little sucker was painful. I could not raise my arms to shoulder level without any pain. So…lesson in life…injuries happen…but now it is time to get back to working out. February was a full of snow days, visiting a friend in London and taking time off to heal. Today is the last day of February and Winter has never looked prettier. I’m giving myself until tomorrow. Getting back on that saddle for sure.