Still working it... rollercoaster.
Tuesday, March 22, 2011
So, I injured my foot, injured my hip, got slowed down, slowed down, got poopy yucky... and I'm still owning this body, what is going on, what I eat, etc. Just an FYI. Yup, I hurt my foot and couldn't walk, hurt my shoulder and could hardly move that, hurt my hip... and I didn't gain weight. Hooray! Yes, I'm still obese, but I didn't use all the injuries an excuse to completely slide backwards.
So... now that my foot is FINALLY better, I am back to walking. Today I got in 4.4 miles of walking. Slower, but back to it.
It took about a mile for my hip to stop hurting. Sigh. I hate arthritis. I hate that it takes so long to just begin to get loose. Hate that it is easy to let my pain stop me from moving.
So.... I've decided to start tracking my walks again. I stopped tracking for a long time... pain and feeling yuck does that.
Hmmmm..... explanation in re the foot... I got a splinter of glass in my foot, and dug way the hell deep to get it out. Then it kept hurting to walk on it. I finally did the 'doh' moment of realizing that in digging out the glass, I let in a plantar wart. The digging away trying to get the 'heck, I thought I got the glass out' hole let in the wart virus. (I got about 1/2 " deep into my foot in this yucky scenario.) So... once I realized that what I had was NOT a piece of glass anymore, but a wart, I started treating it right, and got the mass in my foot from a 3" diameter mass down to a 1" mass. Hooray. I'm still treating it, but it doesn't hurt nearly as much so I can now walk on it. The "I can't walk on my left foot" stroll put my hip out... wtf, this getting older and having arthritis sucks. The 40 days of painting my house gave me bursitis in my left arm.
Biggest delight... that being in constant pain, being awakened by pain in the night, being unable to sleep some nights... did NOT cause me to chase down my sorrows with sugar or fats. YES. THIS IS MY VICTORY!
And now that I can move again... slowly, easily, with love and grace... I plan to get back into shape... Ahem. The flexibility and endurance of pre screwing with myself. SIgh.
Backwards is SO much easier to do than ever before. I fall down... but I can still get back up.
Life is good.
I like this ride, even if it makes me want to puke sometimes. Picture me on a roller coaster with my hands in the air, screaming... woot, woot!