I had a feeling this would happen. Being in a great deal of pain subdued my desire to get off my butt and do something... which makes healing and recovery a lot easier. However, now that I'm feeling better I want to get out and do things. What have I been jonesing to do? In no particular order:
1. Run... far. On the ground (as opposed to in the water).
2. Ride a real bike, not the stationary one.
3. Yoga! (And pilates too)
4. Swim. With my arms.
5. Push-ups, sit-ups, pull-ups.
6. Do weight lifting.
7. Lay on my left side (which caused a bit of a panic when I attempted to do so last night and felt something shift where there shouldn't be any shifting).
8. Ooh. Surf. Waves, not the internet.
What have I been doing instead? Walking on a treadmill (uphill), riding a stationary bike and doing water aerobics. I suppose it's better than nothing but I've got a little belly growing out of me that isn't helping my self esteem and my muscular arms are shrinking and looking rather soft.
Right now I'm in Denver with my aunt, uncle and cousin... and their sweetheart of a dog: Dillon. Dillon is a 2yr old golden retriever. He doesn't retrieve though. We take him to the park everyday and throw the ball for him. He runs after it, picks it up, runs into a corner and drops it. Then he waits for us to go get it and throw it again. He does this little crouch thing in the grass which reminds me of a lion crouching to catch it's prey... except that Dillon looks entirely harmless and completely adorable. I tried to get a picture of it and failed miserably.
Well I better get some food in my stomach and get off to my water aerobics... it's just me in the pool by the way. Kinda nice.
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