On The Mend: My Lessons Learned from Surgery

A few months ago, I joined a team of moms with LiveWell Colorado, a non-profit organization dedicated to inspiring healthy eating and active living in Colorado. Although Colorado is often touted as America’s “leanest” state, we are, unfortunately, not immune to the growing health crisis of obesity.

In fact nearly 58 percent of Colorado adults and 25 percent of our children are overweight or obese. And we’re getting worse. LiveWell Colorado was formed to take a leadership role in tackling the complex problem of obesity and realizing the vision of all Coloradans embracing a healthier lifestyle.

The LiveWell Colorado mission is right in line with my healthy living spirit, and I am proud to join a group of local moms who share a common desire to help influence healthier choices across our home state and beyond.

In the spirit of sharing, I’ve posted an article on their site that shares my holistic approach to surgical recovery. I fully credit these steps with getting me back on my feet and hitting the trails, not once, but twice. It’s an amazing journey to look back on and one that has only made me stronger.

On The Mend: My Lessons Learned from Surgery

Like many active Coloradans, I take every advantage to get outside and play. I have three bikes hanging in our garage: one for the road, one for the mountains and one for cruising with a toddler. On lazy week nights, I let our two dogs walk us around the well-worn paths near our house. On weekends, I look forward to longer family adventures.

At 37, few would guess I’ve endured two major orthopedic surgeries in less than four years. Though both grueling six-to-twelve-month-long recoveries tested me physically, mentally and emotionally, I’ve come back – even with a pregnancy tossed in! And you can, too.

Please continue reading the full post over at LiveWell Colorado.

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Walking and Wagging

I admit it. I am a chronic dog walker. That’s partly due to a natural inclination to keep moving, but mostly because, well, our dogs don’t give me much choice.

Baylor, the older and larger of our two, is an 11-year-old Border Collie/Aussie Shepherd/Blue Beeler. I got him for free off a ranch in Steamboat Springs when he was just 12 weeks old, and he is in constant motion, even in his twilight years. Lou is nine and we rescued her from a shelter when she was about a year-and-a-half old. She’s considerably more calm than most Aussie Shepherd mixes I know, and her favorite trick is to lie down and ask for belly rubs, even mid-walk. Continue reading