I have similar things in my life. The health difficulties make it a challenge but in a strange way they also give me an advantage: a daily reminder of why I do the things I do, that I’m grateful for what my body is able to do still, that life is a path, not a race, the only person walking it is me and I only have to be further along by one step to be nevertheless further along.

I read a good one a while back. If, on one day, you only have 40% to give and you give that 40%, you’ve given 100%.

Best wishes that you overcome your obstacles soon.

I live with spine injuries, partial disability in one leg and chronic pain. Activity sucks no matter what I do. The reality is that some day I won’t be able to do what I can do now (I jogged 1.7km yesterday, the longest in a year) and the more I do, the further I can push that inevitable day down the road. I want to be able to do things with my kid for as long as possible before I can’t.

When the fickle motivation leaves, you’re left with discipline, habit, but above all the reason why you’re doing it. Write it down. Lots. On a board by your bed. On your bathroom mirror, in the kitchen, on the fridge.

Your body can do amazing things. It’s an opportunity to do those amazing things, even if it’s a walk around your neighbourhood.

Good luck, you’ve got this!