I wake up each day feeling like I am at least 75 years older than I am.
I really regret that today because the night before I wanted to do Lucky’s Lake swim. I tried to get into my wet suit, but it really either didn’t fit anymore (which would be odd) or because of the injury to my spine, i am not longer able to pull it on without risking reinjuring. SO discouraged by the wet suit lack, and my aches and pains I decided to sit on the couch and have coffee. Later I learned the water temp was pretty good, and I regretted it yet again.
I had an appointment to go look at homes today and so that then took up a lot of my time. I am just amazed at the HOA fees. The home itself is affordable, but the HOA fees, are kind of insane.
Anyway after reflection on the massive HOA fees, I went to the gym.
I RAN. 1.7 miles. It was pretty nice. Very very slow and I had some problems on the last 10th…my body is weak and my HR goes crazy with running, I also for whatever reason, drank a lot of coffee today….
I really enjoyed it.
After I was able to do a little strength session. I am always surrounded by these fit people and feel so just flabby and out of shape. It is January, and well, everyone assumes I am a Resolutioner. That this is the year I finally “get in shape”
I know I should not care what others think, but indeed, I do care. I take every opportunity to tell anyone who will listen that I’m hurt, injured, and recovering. Funny thing though, it does make a difference. I’ve had some buff guys look at me like I was in their way, when they overhear me tell someone, “Yes I’m improving from my injury” they give me this look of respect. Kind of crazy.
Anyway, I was pleasantly surprised at some of the improvements I could see in my workout.
I also hit the pool for 1200 meter.
This evening I have this idea that the rubber band sensation around the toes.
is reduced some more. We will see…
We will see.
I do want to email the coach immediately, but…for whatever reason I’m playing it cool. He is new baby life full. I saw him on Friday watching me working out. He left before I was done and didn’t come over to say hi, so I felt a little “left out in the cold” even though more likely he just wanted to get home to the baby. Stopping to talk to someone can take a long time (I love to chat). I think I’ll talk to him when I have some definite news. I miss him, and I miss training. But I am encouraged daily. I think this long delay for surgery that really pissed me off may actually be a huge blessing in allowing me to avoid the surgery… Who knows.
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