Saturday, November 12, 2011
That was April 19, three days after my last post, and 2 days after my first roller derby bout. The injury didn't happen during the bout, but at practice. Talk about a good excuse not to exercise for six months. For a while the broken ankle diet was great; I didn't have much of an appetite for at least the first week I was home, but that didn't last. Surprisingly, there wasn't much weight gain. The wheeling and walker-ing must have helped burn lots of calories.
But now I'm back. I've been skating three times a week for about a month, despite my parents' disapproval. Some of it is coming back quickly, like the technique, but my speed and endurance suck more now that it did before (and it really sucked before).
I've never experienced the physical inability to exercise before, and now I'm learning to deal with a part of my body that will never be the same again. It's tough, but it's doable. I am able to continue roller skating and training to play derby again, even though now I have to ice my ankle after every practice, or sometimes wear one of those unattractive compression stockings.
One thing about me that I may never be able to change is that I am lazy. I stop dieting or exercising because of it frequently. But, with derby, which I love dearly, not only is exercise necessary to be competitive, it is a requirement. Perhaps, even after the injury, the best possible thing is to return to it, because I love it, and through derby, I may finally get over the hump.
***Note: I'm kind of tired right now, so I may have rambled a bit. Sorry... ***