Monday, December 30, 2013
Before I recap, Mommy, Happy Birthday. I am now 7 years without you on your birthday. I love you and think of you everyday. Mama, I know you want me to live with joy and hope. I am looking forward. As I do so, I need to look back in remembrance. I have experienced much change.
Loss: In the last half year, I lost my beloved aunts, Noemi, followed shortly by Edith, then 2 weeks ago, Violeta. My mommy is now surrounded by her son, sisters, brother, and parents. She now has her cousin who sheltered her and helped her with life problems especially in her youth and later in life.
Newness: As a reminder of my genetic heritage, I was diagnosed with hip displesia. One that is specific to those of us with new world blood running through our veins. Thankfully, there is a "cure", a new hip. And now I can walk again after 3 years of pain. And the last 6 months with the old hip - running to and from places, the only mobility I had.
Newness included my husband's retirement. I personally have benefited greatly from his retirement. I have wonderful meals when I get home, I rarely do laundry, I have a cat sitter - so don't have to worry about my most senior cat and my youngest cat - and most importantly I have a honey who is stress-free.
Running out of time - will finish later.
Saturday, November 16, 2013
Thank you to those of you who comment and, more importantly, encourage. Although, I've had a minor set-back (the PT told me I need to continue to walk with a cane), I had the courage to walk a mountain today. By myself.
Your gentle reminders walked with me up the hill, and stayed with me as I carefully made my way back down on loose stones that I didn't remember seeing on the climb up. You carried me and reminded me to go slowly, steadily, and that I am still in recovery from my first major surgery.
The 5k walk was very difficult, and I'm tired now. But I did it. Thank you.
Saturday, November 09, 2013
I've been working hard this past week. I swam harder and more, although I still kept it to 3 days. I added exercise to those given to me by my physical therapist. But it wasn't enough in my book.
So when Randy said he was going out to do his first run since he ran the NYC Marathon, I thought I'd go and try walking with the walking sticks. See how far I could go before I questioned whether I could get back to the car or not.
I was exhausted, but I managed to walk 48 minutes, getting back just as Randy finished his run. I was scared at times, but I did it.
Then I went out today, to see if I could go a little longer, and maybe even try to walk short distances without the aid of the walking sticks.
I did it. I walked for 67 minutes. But when I got back to the car and started doing some stretching, I reacted. I got angry, frustrated. Here I am a distance runner who has not be able to walk for 3 years. WALK!
Oh, before the surgery, I was running. I had to! It was the only way I could get up and down stairs or to work or back to BART. It was the only way to go if I didn't want to feel pain.
Walking for the last three years has been painful. So painful, there were times I could only go about 15 feet before I'd have to stop and think, "Can I go on?" It was scary at best, excruciating at worst.
And now here I am, post-surgery, trying to walk. I used to walk a 12 minute mile! I could walk up to 8 or 10 miles. Now, I'm happy to walk a 24 minute mile, and at the most, as today, a little over 2 miles.
I'm only 59 and today I watched the world walking past me. Running past me. Cycling past me. I had no idea until I sat there, on a bench, across from the car, how frustrated this had left me.
I cried. Openly. I didn't care if people saw me. I was mourning the loss of three years, the loss of my joint. But as frustrated and tearful as I was, I know in my heart, I will continue.
I have the encouragement of my husband, my friends and my SparkPeople friends. What more do I need. Little by little - I will get there!
Thursday, October 31, 2013
Goodness, it's tough. I keep trying to be patient with my body. But deep in my head, I keep hearing a voice saying, "Come on already!"
Today, I did more than I was supposed to do at the gym. But I did it within reason. I added some exercises to the ones the PT gave me - but on low weights. I also walked on the treadmill - at a 2.2 mile pace and I went a little over half a mile.
I also swam - 8 laps with no assist, then 6 laps with a buoy and 2 with the kick board.
That was all fine and dandy. But now I'm tired - I started cleaning an area of the house that is long overdue (where my yarn winder is) and I cleaned out the litter boxes and hauled the garbage cans to the curb.
Okay, I know I did too much. I'm definitely just knitting and stretching tomorrow!
Wednesday, October 30, 2013
Thank you for the suggestions to get the Nordic poles. I realized I needed a bit more support walking up the hills in my neighborhood, so got regular trekking poles. I just got them and tested them out for 30 minutes. Yikes, I'm sweating like crazy and tired from the downhill-uphill workout.
My lower back is still giving me problems - I realize it's just the way my body adjusted to not being able to walk for about 3 years. Running always loosened those muscles with the lift so it was much easier (and less painful). Now I have to reeducate this poor old body! Not an easy task!
Oh and the added plus - using the poles is a great arm workout too! I was so impressed by myself at the gym with my swimming. Yeah, well, goes to show, you can't do just one form of exercise.
I greatly appreciate everyone's helpful hints, suggestions and general support. Your comments remind me of the kindness that is out there and that I am not alone in what I am going through. Thank you, ALL!
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