24 April 2014
It's about time, yes?! Today I'm counting the blessings of my friends; those special people who have offered their advice throughout all my whining over my painful knee.
To Barb, for standing over me while I made an appointment to have an evaluation, and for making it possible for me to have part of the day off to go.
To Donna, our local WeightWatchers guru, for reminding me about the benefits of lifting weights, and the open offer to join their group when I'm ready.
To my hubby, for not babying me. He knows that makes me mad. *That's what I'm telling myself, anyway.*
To Rhonda, for her encouragement to try yoga.
To Lindsay, for the therapy that has given me relief.
To Annette, for all the whine (wine) time.
To my brilliant Dr. Antonella, for doing her best to diagnose my injury online from Canada. I think she has it pinpointed.
To Janet, who knows what it's like to be laid up, for all her sympathy and encouragement.
To my beloved workout partner, Zeus, who has had to curb his need to romp, and has become used to staying by my side, going at my pace, instead of setting his own.
And to everyone, mentioned above or not, for tolerating my miserable whimpering. I'm on the road to recovery, I can feel it.
Just think, soon I'll be back to my usual 4 mile route, the extra pounds will come off, and I'll have absolutely nothing about which to complain!
*(huge collective sigh of relief from my readers; I felt the breeze!)*
22 April 2014
We are up very early around here this week. Cole's before school program is on hiatus due to spring break at the college, where his preschool is located. This means a 5:15 a.m. wake-up call for us. He is really good company, even at this bleary-eyed time of day. I think I'll be making just a little extra coffee, however.
My home took a backseat to having our youngest home over the holiday weekend. It's probably a blessing I'm up at an earlier time, with all there is to catch up around here!
Zeus and I made it to the lake after work yesterday, where he took his usual dip. My knee, of course, prevented me from thoroughly enjoying our walk, but right now, it's more about just getting out and moving. It just isn't going to be better until I get a diagnosis and treatment, but I don't think walking will make it any worse. I appreciate all the suggestions and encouragement from my readers yesterday!
I'm spending more time in Blog World the next few days, avoiding the Black Hole called Pinterest. Too many things not holding my interest, I think. Besides, who wants to sit inside when it's so nice to be outside?
The lab will be busier than usual this week, as well, with vacations being worked around. The time flies by so fast when there is a lot to do; I don't mind it at all.
My goal before work on this gorgeous day is to set my kitchen to rights, fold a couple loads of laundry, and vacuum. Zeus and I will certainly be on the road, headed north again, after work. It's been fun, walking through town, seeing the progress of the facade program in the works.
What are your plans with the gift of a gloriously beautiful spring day?
21 April 2014
We had a very nice Easter weekend. How about you? Friday brought a call from my younger son, who decided to come home. Great surprise, and we loved the time with him. He's just left to head back north, with his trusty little Mack riding shotgun.
In the last week, I've had to face some reality with this knee injury. In spite of my best efforts, it is simply not getting better. There are things I'm doing that give me temporary relief, but the hard fact is that the joint is inflamed, unstable, and very stiff. There are some movements that cause me to gasp in pain.
I've come to realize that by postponing having it checked by a professional, I risk having it become worse, thus posing the risk of it being that much harder to repair. I made an appointment with the orthopedist of my choice; that's the good news. The bad news is the appointment isn't until mid-May, as he is going to be gone for a couple of weeks. I want the best, so I'll wait.
Knowing I have that much longer before I know what kind of treatment I'll need simply adds to my mounting frustration. I'm very aware that my metabolism requires that I work out. No matter how many ways I've adjusted my eating, I'm still not losing. Well, of course not! While I'm on my feet all day at work, that doesn't get my heart rate up, nor is it sustained movement. The treadmill creates too much "pull" on the joint, making it very painful to use.
The control freak in me does not appreciate being told there is something I cannot do. I'm used to going 100 mph, all the time. Being slowed like this is making me crazy...and more overweight.
My bike has been brought down and aired up. The weather hasn't been conducive to riding until just now. I'm not sure how that will go, but I'm willing to try. The downside is not being able to take Zeus with me.
My high-energy pet has always set the pace of our jaunts. He's also very smart and easily trained. Perhaps it's time for him to hang back with me, make those sojourns to the lake a bit more relaxed and easy.
All I know is, I must do something. Babying this injury is not making it better. I'm so self-conscious of how I look and feel that I'm even embarrassed to be naked in front of the dog. Yes, really.
There has to be a happy medium in there for me; to be able to get out and move, but still be gentle with myself. I'm desperately hoping I find it. Soon.